"I've been sodden for months." As if that somehow explained it all. Easily forgotten if she means to say more to follow after him. It's - it's different, and then not at all. It's a space where someone lives and to that, it's better than a lot of people she knew or even what they would call standard for anyone she knew. But it is his space, and it is comfortable, even if it is bear, it is lived in. The little touches and knocks that living causes. Absorbs half of what he says, a lot of it going over her head as her exhaustion just steadily caught up with her.

Later, she'll fight him about the bed. She'll say that it isn't worth him giving her that for an undetermined amount of time. But right now - ? "Whatever I can use to wash the blood off, first."