[ yep, that sure is a lot of orange, the color somewhat softened by the morning sun's rays streaming through the window behind her. it would've been an ethereal image to wake up to if it weren't for the fact that it's ishmael of all people. ]

Huh. Funny. I don't see your name on it.

[ tbf this might really be heathcliff's room and she just didn't know, but she's not about to let him have the satisfaction of being right anytime soon. ]

The last thing I want for us is to split up in such unfamiliar territory. We have to figure out what's going on here first. [ still on top of him, she reaches over to the bedside table to grab some toast. ] Hungry?