Sophie's sleepy eyes drifted back to reality, and suddenly--after snapping out of her cozy daydream--realized that the Brandan kid stood in front of her.<br/><br/><em>'When did he get there?'</em>she thought to herself as she looked him over.<br/><br/>"The name's Sophie. You're Brandan right?" she yawned, getting rather tired quickly. Hopefully he won't take too long, because she would need a nap soon, lest she lose shape of the form she was in right now. She at least had to make it out of the house as a human and then could transform back, so that no one suspected anything. She stood there, and yawned again, waiting for him to say something but nothing was coming, and so she began to tap her foot. Yawning just once more before hand, she then spoke again:<br/><br/>"Can I possibly help you with something?" she spoke, a little irritated that this might possibly take a while longer than she had hoped.