[Wow, Monika looks more tired than even Yuri feels. That must be saying a lot.

She scoots a bit closer to the warm fireplace for the warm and to make some more room for Monika. Yuri's familiar, a tiny purple and black butterfly, flutters up into the air before landing gently in Yuri's hair.]

It's troublesome. [She sighs.] But you look worn out. Was it worse the second time around? I know going through books in the library was twice the pain.