( as she propped herself up on the bed, using her arm to do so, she reached for one of the blankets to cover up whatever parts of her were exposed. her eyes watched him carefully as he moved away and towards the bags, observing and deciding if she should even linger around.

when he return, she smiled just a bit and reached out for the bag. )

Thanks, and I feel like someone is shaking my head from the inside. Maybe if I take some of this and eat I'll be okay.

( she didn't quite want to impose on him by taking his own bag, but she'll leave that up in the air for the meantime. what she does do is fully sit up and reach for a glass of water conveniently located on the nightstand to the left of her. )

I don't really remember going to bed with you...