He knows she's stirring. Well, he knows the difference between her restlessness and her consciousness seeping along the edges. It's the change in breath, the beat of her heart, the slight tension of muscles as they flex and awaken. So it's no surprise to him to hear her voice; the only response is the dimpling of his smile as he sketches. "What makes you think I haven't already?" His eyes lift, the gaze in them equal parts provocative and flirtatious.