[Åsa feels bad, seeing the way that Siiri curls up. Maybe she should have stayed? But she wouldn't want to hurt her more and there's so little space on the sofa...
Leaning forward, she brushes her lips over Siiri's forehead, and tucks the blanket up around her better.] Sleep well. [She murmurs, before standing and leaving Siiri to sleep. She'll curl up on the chair and do her best to get some as well.]
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Leaning forward, she brushes her lips over Siiri's forehead, and tucks the blanket up around her better.] Sleep well. [She murmurs, before standing and leaving Siiri to sleep. She'll curl up on the chair and do her best to get some as well.]