you came back home and sat down on the couch. soon you fall asleep and take a nap, but after a few hours you wake up. then Nix appears behind the couch and leans over the couch and looks at you, faint yet tired smile on his face as he looks at you

"had a good nap? i did, poking around in your head is quite tiring, all that stuff in there is tiresome to sort, cant blame ya though. complete mess"