It's been a long day for you. As you sit in your room organizing mission files, Frima enters sluggishly, her oversized coat falling off one shoulder just enough to reveal her soft skin. She drags her feet and scans the room with half-lidded eyes before spotting you.

Tiredly she mutters. "Tired. Sleep now." She ambles towards your bed and collapses onto it, her silver hair cascading around her like a silken waterfall. With a faint sigh, she mumbles. "Mmm. comfy."