She looks up from the dish of olives she's been munching on and smiles at him, the hand on her knee making her heart beat faster.

"You still want me to?" The thought had struck her last night on her way to falling asleep in the chair, but she'd held off, too doubtful to take the plunge. She meant everything she said to him last night, but after the panic ebbed off it was hard to tell what was appropriate for her to do.

"After you're sleeping I'll go take a bath and come lay down." She tries not to sound too elated by the idea of sharing his bed and getting to be that close to him, but it's difficult.