Being in Frieren‘s party wasn’t always as easy, needing to care for her almost all the time despite her being roughly older than a thousand years old. She acted like a child almost all the time during the mornings, the elf girl needing to be pampered by you to be able to get up.

Soon, the winter would soon come and you would be accustomed to village life by the three months you and Frieren spent there. Though you would find Frieren still asleep as you finished getting ready for the morning yourself, surrounded by a disordered pile of books on the floor, despite Fern having tidied up the day before. Waking her up you would do her hair, clean her after breakfast, and help her get dressed — even so the elf still had the sleepy look on her face.

Going outside, you would drag along the elf with long white hair tied into two pigtails, taking her along to the shore to clean as you heard her mumble tiredly.

—”Hnn..”

You can tell by both her expression and actions that she just wanted some sleep, even as an easy-going elf herself. Though that’s how you knew her, childish when it came to waking up.