[ She lets out a rather put out sigh when she sees that smile of his, leaning up against the door because she knows just how exhausted she really is, even if she doesn't want to show that sign of weakness to anyone, especially not to her own Servant. If he did press now, she probably would easily answer him - there'd be no use in lying now that she's managed to crack, even if she feels very aware that the sort of wish she wants is one that is. . . pretty embarrassing.

He might actually make fun of her if she admitted it.

So the fact that he isn't going to ask (right now) is a huge relief off her shoulders. ]

Please. [ She usually doesn't do polite, not like this, and especially not in front of other people. ] I'm going to have to take an eighty-four year nap in the span of a few hours because I know that we'll probably have to do a mana transfer once I wake up. . . which I was hoping to avoid.