Somewhere in the back of her mind, she knew that his formal mannerisms should have hurt. But she honestly didn't care anymore. She felt like she had been split open, her insides scooped out and replaced with cotton stuffing. At his question, she shook her head numbly. "No, thank you," she said dismally. "I'll get a bag with some clothes in a little while...I usually take a duffel to the hospital, Lucas won't be suspicious at all."