Between only just waking up, the 'thud' that had waken her up, her strange dream and Ingrid standing over her with a pen in her hand, Lia was confused. Very much so. Obviously she had heard THAT because she had just asked the older girl if SHE had heard it. "Yes, I heard it," she nodded her head. There was noway she could have missed it.

As for her trying to wake her up. Well that was plausible. "With my quill? Why would you need that to wake me up?" Who needs a quill to wake someone up? That was the part she didn't understand. Unless Ingrid had wanted to borrow her quill but then why hadn't she just said that in the first place?

With a small yawn that she covered with her hand and then a good stretch to really help wake her up, the second year sat up straighter in her chair. Picking up the quill that Ingrid had recently put down and grabbing up her dream journal she quickly flipped it up to a clean page and added the days date to the top corner. She then started to draw a quick little sketch of her dream including herself climbing the stairs and then the feathered quill and the little drawings she had made.

"Might as well." That was the only way to find out the source of the noise that had woken her. Quickly jotting down a few lines of writing underneath the sketch, Lia closed her dream journal and slipped the book and quill into her bag before getting to feet.