['Sleep' might have been pushing it, but Misty had dozing just enough for the knock to startle. One quick, private jerk of the head that will obviously go unremarked upon once a second has been had to adjust. It's hardly difficult to tell who it is -- Soldat is shockingly punctual for the lack of clocks and unerringly consistent, Aziraphale doesn't visit this late, and really, only the three people have any business finding themselves at her door. It's relieving.

The door is swung open as quickly as she can manage without waking Ivy, who she does presume is who that question is about.]

Mhm. Tragic, they'd have wanted to be up to catch you. Tried to steer me toward your house pretty much any time we made it off the porch. [Said with some small amount of (admittedly tired) fondness. It's evident this odd adoption has been good for all involved.] You alright?