"No, it won't," Chiyo murmurs, sitting back and stilling the butterfly in her hands. "I've had enough of this. I believe we have gathered sufficient intelligence. We should begin to act." After a pause, she pushes the heels of her hands into her eyes again. No, she's thinking too rashly just because she's tired. After more sleep, then she should plan properly their next move. "There, fixed. Is there anything else before I go back to bed?"