It wasn't a joke that sleeping was difficult for her. Fussing beneath the peach tree, she barely registers his presence, coaxing a blossom into fruit. She's been craving a nectarine but this will have to do. When she turns around, a bit already taken out of it, she blinks and waves until she's finished chewing.

"We really need a thing to do when you can't sleep, huh? Did you want one?"