Harley would've been relieved to find she wasn't snoring at that particular moment.

She'd somehow found the presence of mind last night to remove her makeup, which meant Marc was now the first person on the island to have seen her with most of the color drained from her face. Her brows were lighter, the bold red of her lips was gone, as was everything that had been lining her eyes. She was just... very, very pale.

And very, very unaware she was being watched, on account of being dead asleep. But at least she seemed to be sleeping peacefully? Just fully relaxed with no tension anywhere.