Even a sleeping a-Qing, no matter how exhausted, is still a small, suspicious creature. As Jiu settles on the neighbouring beanbag, she stirs... then, to all appearances, grumbles, tucks her chin into the folds of her blanket, and goes back to sleep with a muffled, "Who's--"

It's lucky that human ears don't betray alertness the way other animals' do.