Emerald was surpised she had managed to get enough sleep with how late everyone had ben up for. The only part that made it worse was the fact that she could still hear the people until they all left, most likely to head home, or to someone else's home, or some hotel room...whatever. What the humans did was of no consequence to her. Aftermost of them left, though, everything seemed to be silent, except for a handful of stragglers that left a little later on. Just another reminder of the normal human behavior; no concern for anyone other than themselves.
She was startled awake as she heard a thump, coming from Woodstock's room. So he was awake, then. Chances were he wasn't feeling too well, so she decided that, if she absolutely had to say anything, she'd just keep her voice down. Loud sounds hurt the ears and heads of humans that were drunk...right? She hated that the most she knew about these humans were very vague memories and whatever she could find out by reading, and she had been disappointed to find that sometime those books weren't entirely accurate.
She got up, searching her bag; she had had to use some of the tylonel herself the night before after leaving her mind open to so many for so long, and from using her reading power like that for so long without rest. She pulled out the bottle and waited until she heard a knock at her door. She opened it, reading what he signed(hopefully accurately), and turned to pick up the bottle. "You'll have to go to the kitchen to find something to wash it down with," she suggested quietly as she handed it to him. She hesitated before adding, "Would you like me to make something for breakfast?"