The wolf faunus, still far from rousing herself, was grinning widely in her sleep, drooling at what she saw. It involved lots and lots of sweets, just walking around and asking to be eaten... even that little cottage in the woods seemed to be made with nothing but sugary goodness. The poor structure had no chance against her sweet tooth!
The efforts to wake Grizel only seemed to further exacerbate her dreams, The prodding only served to have the gingerbread(swords)man's candy-cane to be devoured, and then buried in a mountain of strongly-scented sweets. It wasn't until she was inexplicably drowning in a lake of syrup that her upper body suddenly rose upwards, the pancake slowly slipping from her face. At least until it mysteriously disappeared into her mouth in what seemed to be one large inhale.

Thus, the sleep-addled, syrup-faced faunus yawned widely, her hair wild and untamed, and arms stretched wide. She spotted Daiki, and it took her several moments to wonder why a boy was in her room. Once her brain started paying more attention, she beamed brighty, "Oh, hey there! Did ya have a good n- my face feels weird."

Tentatively, Grizel poked at her cheek, paranoid that she had forgotten to wash that dirt off her face the previous night and somehow grown a fungus or other nasty thing on herself. Fortunately, that wasn't the case, though she was confused as to the origin of this maple syrup.
"...Oh, we have a thing, right?" Grizel asked casually, licking her finger clean, and clearly not aware of the time, "Thanks for waking me so early, Daiki! I always have trouble waking up. Sleeping's really fun, you know? Hope I can squeeze a nap into my schedule here~!"