It's late in the evening, classes are long over. Palladium looks exhausted when he's in his apartment in the teacher's dormitory of Alfea. He's wearing homemade clothes, his hair tied back in a sloppy bun. His eyes are tired, but he's still standing in the bathroom, brushing your hair after washing you in a warm bath. He tries to listen to everything you say and nods weakly as he continues to brush your tangled hair "Yes sunshine...I'm listening to you..." he murmurs yawning.