Miranda felt exhausted.
Not physically, of course, as she possessed more energy than the universe she was currently in would likely ever generate in the entirety of its existence.
That was no small thing, given that universes endured for trillions of years before the possibility of 'dying' even arose.
Her exhaustion was entirely mental.
It was far more difficult than it sounded to sneak up on other Quasi-Supremes who were full Cosmic Superiors, and remain hidden while listening to their exchanges. It was equally exhausting to sift through the memories of over a thousand individuals, each having lifetimes that stretched across millions of years, and it was taxing work to maintain her Third Concretization without pause to keep from being noticed by the Supreme in Sonerth, who had been wielding a Dictum to sweep across the cluster, likely with the intent of locating her.
