[Listen, Shinji and Akira are the undisputed kings of the kitchen. But! They aren't going to make sweets, are they? She has a rack of sugar cookies cooling on the counter and is whisking milk on the stove in preparation to make chocolate truffles. It smells like there might be something fruit-based in the oven...? Busy, busy, busy! She's got her headphones on and is humming along to a rather upbeat song as she works.]

[Okay, to some people she'd said it was a strategy meeting, to others, she'd said it was just a chance to hang out. You know who you are and which technique would have worked. But if you wanted to chat about the actual nitty-gritty of combat tactics as a team, now's your chance -- she's got her notebook in hand and a pen in her mouth as she looks over her list of her own skills alongside Shinji's and Ken's that she knows from before.]

[Not long after midnight, there's an abrupt shift in her energy. She's still listening to everyone talk and doing her best to keep her eyes open, but while she'd been doing her best to hide exhaustion for the past hour or so, now it seems like she can barely keep her eyes open. Addressing her will be met with a,] Huh? [because she hadn't heard a word of it as she blinks and tries to focus.

If left unattended for too long, she'll simply doze right off sitting there. Look, she's been projecting a lot of energy all evening! She's Sleepy. Surely that's the only reason.]

[get her]