[Stella looks down at the fruit in her hand, hiding that little smile on her face upon hearing that. He might have called him a dreck, but he still warned her about waking him up.
He might've just been tired of the coughing, but still. Stella likes to think otherwise.]
[Action]
He might've just been tired of the coughing, but still. Stella likes to think otherwise.]
I'll be as quiet as I can.