An eyebrow raised, followed by a soft chuckle as he shifted into a more proper sitting position rather than the cramped one he'd been sleeping in
"Yes, child. I was sleeping here. But no..." he sighed deeply, "No, you were not the one to wake me."
The blanket was pushed down so he could lean his elbow on the arm rest and set his chin on the back of his hand. Tired eyes with dark circles under them continued to take her in, "You could always take a picture rather than draw one, if you want the image to last... Who gave it to you?"