Larea's eyes slowly fluttered to life as something shook her, greeted by the morning sun brightly shining through the open window. She quickly shut one eye to block out the brightness of it, and turned her head to see the disturbance that awoke her. A sleepy smile made its way to her lips as she saw it was Zel, soon followed by her arms reaching upward and executing a long, relaxing stretch. Her mind understood it was time to wake, but her body wanted more rest, so actually getting out of bed was sure to be a relatively lengthy process.<br/><br/>She managed to sit up before too long, though, resting one hand against the bed for support while the other occupied itself with rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She looked at Zel and gave him a slight nod, reaffirming that she understood, so he could go wake the others, if they weren't already up. She savored the warm blanket and pleasant surroundings for a while longer, a bittersweet expression on her face; she was sad to know that she was unlikely to see this place again. If only every morning could start exactly like this one..<br/><br/>She eventually pulled the blankets off and crawled out of bed, stretching herself one more time once she was standing. She looked around the room, realizing she did not have much with her; the pen and paper Zel had gifted her, along with the unusual stuffed.. creature resting on the table, were all the objects in her posession. Even so, she had no way to carry either of them, as the pouch on her leg was only large enough for coins, and she lacked any other kind of containment device. She sighed resignedly and reached for the objects, picking them each up. She held the notepad across her chest, with the pen and stuffed object resting in one of her hands. She realized she would need a better way to carry these before long, but couldn't see one available in the room, so she walked to the door and stepped outside, awaiting her companions.