[Out of curiosity, Caster looked away from her work to observe others briefly; best not to be completely absorbed into your work after all. When she spotted a child drifting to sleep though, she frowned. This was not a place for such things.

So she did what she thought was necessary, grabbing her ruler and poking the kid in the arm.]

If you are going to sleep, at least do it somewhere more appropriate.

[Last thing she wanted was a torrent of snores to fill one of the only quiet places here.]