"I'm tired..." muttered the sleepy Vianna before letting out a yawn. She curled up slightly so that she was more cozy on the warm couch, suddenly feeling rather lazy. "It's warm here... and comfortable," she added, her eyes still closed for a couple moments before she allowed them to open. She looked up at the boy before her and smiled on instinct, always happy to see his face after a few hours of not seeing him as they slept. "Good morning," she said suddenly, as if they hadn't just been talking a moment ago and she hadn't been going on about her wanting more sleep.