"Oh no, he'd be annoyed at me waking him up just because I wanted to talk to him." she finished off the last of the tea. "Plus I don't really like to see him when he's angry or annoyed" she looked down at the sheets of her bed, always pristine no matter how much time she spent in there, which was a lot most of the time. "Plus I heard people leaving the house really quick, he must be on a mission or something" She sighed. She let her long black hair fall to her sides. "Also he probably won't be happy to hear me, his sickly daughter. His failure" She let out a small tear at that last line.