Rolling her eyes Imenry scooted over on the bed, tugging the blankets over herself. Her hair was still damp as she turned her head into the pillow, her eyes slipping closed. She put the last time she had shared a bed with a man out of her head and simply concentrated on being with her best friend. He was alive and that was all that mattered for the moment. If she lingered on other thoughts, darker thoughts, she'd never sleep.
She sighed softly, a little breath released as her muscles slowly relaxed. It had been so many days since she'd been able to truly relax, since she'd felt safe. Many in her company were skilled fighters, it was true but few of them were friends. At the moment the only two she had depended on in any manner were Signy and Hilda. And even they knew very little about her when it came down to it.
"I'm glad you're here... Brenn," she murmured softly, not opening her eyes as she tugged the blanket up over her shoulder.