Kim let out a small yelp as she was brought out of her sleep by the sound of screaming. It had startled her so badly that she had fallen out of her bed, but after that she quickly calmed down, her heart rate dropping almost back to normal as she realized that no one was being harmed, it was just another one of Kiara's nightmares. Although she'd heard that some of them were more than simple nightmares, it was much easier and less worrisome to think of them that way, and the smell of food cooking brought her out of her haze of worried thoughts. 
Yawning, she picked up her sketchpad and a couple of pencils, scraping a nail across one to do a hasty job of sharpening it, and walked into the living room in her pajamas (one is never too old), ignoring the wavy locks of hair that fell in front of her eyes for the moment. She perched on the couch and rested brought her knees up to rest her chin on. For several moments she watched Charlie cook, hardly thinking because her mind was still shaking out the cobwebs of sleep. 
Finally she pushed her hair out of the way, yawned one more time, and flipped to a blank page on her sketchbook. Taking sneaky glances at Kalliades and hoping the old man wouldn't notice, she started to sketch him, starting with general shapes and working down to the details. It would have been better if she weren't in a hurry to finish it, but all she wanted was a bit of practice to start her day. Through it all she didn't say a word, and couldn't really think of anything to say anyway.