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[ Mercifully, shenanigans like this aren't too far out of place... otherwise, she might have been more startled at someone brazenly walking into where she was sleeping. Instead, she just blearily opens one eye, the blankets still pulled all the way up to her chin, silvery hair slightly tangled and messy from her dozing. Ugh... the party was fun, but she's certainly paying for it now — and much more than a normal person would. While it may seem she doesn't move because she's lazy (and that's part of it, definitely), the other part is that she simply can't, body overtaken by aches that leave her mostly immobile. ]

No, [ She answers croakily, both crimson eyes blinking open slowly. She makes absolutely no movement to sit up, though she does lift her head a bit from the pillow to get a better look at him — eyes darting to those ears. ] You're making tea?

[ She can smell the floral notes of peony and seeds, specially attuned to flowers as she is.