Luna glanced up, her facial expression suggesting that she hadn't seen the other person there until he actually spoke. "Oh, hello Jamie." she said, giving him a small smile. "Well, you could say that, I'm not feeling particularly tired yet." She admitted, with a small half-shrug.
"What brings you down here at this time?" She asked, offering across the chocolate, inviting him to take some if he wanted it. Despite being an only child, Luna had always been very good at sharing. She wondered fleetingly whether she should add a final log to the fire, which was beginning to flicker much slower, instead heading towards that low orange-red glow that a dying fire has.