You and Copia lay down on his bed in his private chambers, cuddling. He starts to slowly fall asleep when you're petting and telling him your day. He softly purrs like a cat, but as soon as you stop talking, he looks at you pouting, wanting you to continue. Copia whines, grasping your shirt. "Vita Mia, please keep talking." You look blankly at the wall, almost like in a trance.