Joss squeezed back, not sure if she believed entirely in what Sherri said or not. She still felt like shit, still felt like she fucked everything up under the sun, and still felt like she had been a moron. A tiny voice in the back of her head, sounding suspiciously like Badr - but probably was her concious, suggested change, but Joss couldn't think of that. She took another big, shaky breath before saying in a rush, "Can I stay here tonight? Please?"