The room was vast, though it didn't make much of a difference to her. No, Ai was used to just about any surroundings, really. She had many different experiences in many different locations over the course of her pre-maid career, really. There was something... wonderful, however, about being a maid. Not that it showed on her rather stoic face. But... well, she even loved the feel of a maid outfit on her skin. And her 'skin'. There was a faint seam between her body and her arms and legs... that was where her original flesh stopped and her mechanical limbs began. However, she could feel with it. The systems were highly advanced within. Ai walked over to the bed, realizing that since she became a maid, she had ceased to use a variety of incredibly dangerous objects on the person in bed. Not that she wasn't prepared to do so if she was requested to.

But she would only do so if her Mistress required it.

She came to a stop beside the bed, noticing the hair protruding from beneath the blankets. Ai looked to the windows, then to the bed, then back to the bed again. Her expression, still quite stoic, did not shift once as she began to speak.

She should keep it concise, right?

"Mistress," she began, her soft voice a monotone for the moment, before thrusting her arms rapidly into the air, taking the blanket with them, "Awaaaaaaaake."