Sleep...? So she was ectothermic. This area was fairly sunny, so he could see the benefit of her lingering here rather than the square that had grown pretty shady at this time of day.

"And you, Rosalia-san." He released her tail by lowering it to the ground before he turned back to gather up his books.

"So you're like me, then- I don't recall a Rossellini in any Greek legend I've read, so you must also have agreed to fill the gaps of a stolen story." But the only legend he knew of creatures that looked like her was the story of gorgons, particularly Medusa.