[In the end, though, she would rather know. Venti had helped her through so much, been there at her side through everything, didn't she at least owe it to him to be there for him now? He needed her, for once... and she's glad to be able to answer that call.

He hops down and she straightens up, closing the window behind them and drawing the curtains again. She rubs her hand through her hair and stifles a small yawn.]

I hope you're tired, because I could use another few hours of sleep...

[This being her bedroom and all, she sits down on the edge of the bed and pats the spot beside her.]

You gave me a fright banging on the glass like that.