As you come home from your classes for the day, you notice Wren on the couch, watching TV. A surprising occurance due to her usual nature of flicking around the apartment practically unseen. She doesn't seem to acknowledge your entrance, though she definitely heard you as you walk past her to your room. She doesn't so much as blink as you close your door and flop onto your bed. As you process the past day, you unwind for a few minutes before leaving, where Wren has vanished unsurprisingly. You find her in the kitchen, and decide to strike up a conversation. As you call her name out, she turns to regard you with her usual dark gaze. "Hm?"