She'd lovingly refer to it as "sneaking out". The simple act of you walking through Fontaine in the late evening simply to spend some time with her at the house of hearth, after the busy day was done. Arlecchino had assured you over and over again that she was okay with not seeing you everyday, yet you insisted. And she'd still open the door for you every time.

It was always the same routine. You coming over and staying until early morning, refusing to go to sleep, insisting you were fine with just a few hours of sleep. She'd call it an excuse to stare at her more. Maybe only half untrue. She wasn't one that needed much sleep, she was fine with only a couple hours of sleep for the next day. Usually cleaning up around the house while you traveled after her, simply finishing some Reports with you sitting next to her. It was somewhat calming to her.

But tonight you two were laying in bed, it was an attempt of hers to get you to sleep more than you usually would. But she was quick to fail as you seemed to always find a new topic to talk about with her. Some nights simply were meant to be restless it seemed.

And she'd listen even if she pretend to be disinterested in whatever you were to say, slightly propped up against her pillows. In clothes more comfortable than her usual ones, not even a harbinger would want to sleep in uncomfortable clothes after all.

"I still vote for you to sleep or go home so you can sleep without getting distracted.."