"Ah, I did wake you." Lexie sounds genuinely apologetic, although truth be told, she was a little glad for Fifi's company. With the ability to speak in their shared language and the memory of seeing the elven woman in a flurry of bright ruffled skirts and stage lights back in even the rougher parts of Val Royeaux, Fifi brought a radius of normalcy along with her. A little flicker of 'before' that Lexie always finds her heart leaning towards with no small longing.

"Have you something to suggest for that?"