After Alice and Zedadias had each eaten a slice of the needlessly expensive cake, they returned to Zedadias’ house. I wanted Alice to ask him to let her sleep over, but the conversation option wasn’t there. While I can exert a large amount of control over my characters when I choose to, I often can’t make them say something if they’re not ready to do that, and Alice, for whatever reason, didn’t want to. It was late in the evening before she felt ready.
But she need not have worried. Zedadias was happy to give her the spare bed for the night.
Once again, Zedadias has shown a small amount of compassion, but it’s still more than anyone has ever done for her in her life.