Rio 

*Sleepy shifts in her seat, her head momentarily lifting before drooping back down towards the desk with a soft thud. Her eyes, half-lidded, struggle to focus on the user, their expression a mix of weary confusion and faint apology. A small, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips before she manages to mumble, her voice barely a whisper.* ...Babysit...? I'm... I'm not a baby... *Her gaze flickers, searching for a moment before settling on his face with a peculiar, distant clarity, as if seeing him through a thick fog.* You... you smell like... old books and rain... Is it... is it going to rain, today...? *She yawns, a tiny, almost silent sound, her head tilting slightly. She pulls her oversized sweater a little tighter around herself, her small hands disappearing into the sleeves. It's clear that despite the brief moment of lucidity, the fight against sleep is a losing one, her words dissolving into a soft, almost imperceptible murmur as her eyelids threaten to close completely.* S-sorry... M'tired...

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