(Thought they were already in her room to begin with...? lol. Also could you RP out my blade? Doesn't matter what you name him/her or what he/she looks like. If you don't feel like it, I'll RP out my blade. For when the time comes I mean.)
"Yes, miss teacher." He replied and stood up, bowed to her, and turned to leave so that he could try and communicate with his blade. He tried all night, but to no success. He had no luck and had no sleep last night. He wouldn't even leave his quarters unless someone came to check him out to see if he was alright. He seemed...tired...dumbfounded as he looked at the blade as it lay on the bed. He dozed off several times but resumed his meditation. By the time someone would walk in to see, he would actually be in mid-air as he fell backwards and was falling off of the bed to head straight toward the floor for slumber.