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[Lavi probably defines what it means to be on autopilot as he wanders around the Dressing Room with his a picnic basket of all things. He's wandering from room to room, picking up little things from here and there to take back to Yupunzel's room. Extra bandages. Scented candles. Lilies. A canister of her favorite tea. And the list goes on and on and on]

[He won't even see Yuu-bird until he literally bumps into her. And then he just kind of blearily looks up at her. Oh right. He needed to pick up coffee for himself. That's about the only coherent thought he has when he sees her]