[She watches him carefully as she slips out of the bed, wishing she had something a little less sleeping attire and a little more substantial on, but the thought goes as quickly as it came. It's really not the point. She can hear the confusion in his voice, and maybe it's stupid of her, but she believes it. She believes him.]
You and me both. [But she's more interested in why he's saying that.] How many noah would be here? [IF...if this is really his home.]