There's even more sighing and silent grunting as a protest to his bothering. Feeling the light touch ghosting against the skin on her nape accompanied by the teasing threats about the tickles causes her try to cling on the cover more and hunch shoulders up to her ears. Well, it's clear now that she's awake now and that there's no chance for her to get any more sleep as long he's awake. And at this point she's not getting up out of stubbornness.

But then he persuades again, voice sweet and nice with a hint of love-struck and she decides that there's really worse things wake up to. For a brief moment she smiles faintly to the pillow out of the satisfaction, not that Peter can actually see it, but then the second comment about her talking reaches her eyes which makes the smile drop and turn into more confused one. The first one she had let slide, not paying any attention to it and maybe it was the morning sleepiness but this one sounded way too off to her ears, considering her 'condition.'

She shifts on the bed again, turning to look at him under her messy curls with a questioning eyes. He has her attention now.