[Great! She's alive! Despite the presumably-sticky floors, Noah sits down next to her. Might as well take a break to stretch his legs (which are currently unstretched as far as body horror goes).]
Mornin'! You were taking a nap on the floor. This isn't a good place for it, though. I could've stepped on you!
[People took naps on the floor of the library at Seven Tower, Noah recalls. Guess how many people he tripped over?]
[Shiemi was sitting up, leaning against Noah and resting her head against his shoulder. He was comfy, and the heaviness of her eyelids was still threatening her with sleep.]
M'don't remember getting on the floor... m'very sleepy.
[But also the thought of the sticky floors made her scrunch her face up. She didn't bother moving, but it was still gross to think about.]
Sticky floors super bad— you know, this isn't the time to nap!
[Cute as this is... sighs. Noah wiggles a bit so that he can wrap his arms around Shiemi, and then—
One, two, hup! She's being scooped, and Noah takes a moment to awkwardly figure out how to stand up with a girl in his lap. When that's successfully done, though, Shiemi is being bridal carried.
And off they go! Because this is not a good place to nap! This place like, elongates people and causes nightmares.]
Once we get out of here, you can sleep all you want, but some of the mirrors are pretty bad. [Babble, babble.] I don't want you to get stuck in here forever. Who knows if that's even a thing... I don't want to find out.
[She may be sleepy, but the moment Noah is lifting her up, her eyes fly open, and she's staring up at him. Her cheeks are a deep red, hands gripping the front of his shirt to hold on to a little better, but she doesn't struggle against him.
He's actually quite comfortable, and if she wasn't suddenly very aware of the fact that he was carrying her, she would have pressed her face against his shoulder and gone to sleep right then and there.]
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[It takes her a moment to really open her eyes to look at him, and then another moment to catch up on the conversation at hand.]
Wh... How did i get on the floor? [yawn.] i don't remember...
O-Oh!
[She sits up, still rather heavy lidded and sleepy but she tucks her legs under her and looks up at Noah with a bright smile.]
Noah!
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Mornin'! You were taking a nap on the floor. This isn't a good place for it, though. I could've stepped on you!
[People took naps on the floor of the library at Seven Tower, Noah recalls. Guess how many people he tripped over?]
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M'don't remember getting on the floor... m'very sleepy.
[But also the thought of the sticky floors made her scrunch her face up. She didn't bother moving, but it was still gross to think about.]
Sticky floors bad though.
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[Cute as this is... sighs. Noah wiggles a bit so that he can wrap his arms around Shiemi, and then—
One, two, hup! She's being scooped, and Noah takes a moment to awkwardly figure out how to stand up with a girl in his lap. When that's successfully done, though, Shiemi is being bridal carried.
And off they go! Because this is not a good place to nap! This place like, elongates people and causes nightmares.]
Once we get out of here, you can sleep all you want, but some of the mirrors are pretty bad. [Babble, babble.] I don't want you to get stuck in here forever. Who knows if that's even a thing... I don't want to find out.
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He's actually quite comfortable, and if she wasn't suddenly very aware of the fact that he was carrying her, she would have pressed her face against his shoulder and gone to sleep right then and there.]
T-That's a good point.
[Now she does hide her face though.
She's just little, you see.]