Glory shuffled a little on her feet. She wasn't used to being treated like a guest. Perhaps it was because she hadn't been one enough times to be used to it. "Okay..." she said uncertainly, settling into the comfortable couch and grabbing a blanket to snuggle into.
Glory hesitated when the subject of a movie was broached. What if she picked the wrong thing? Maybe it would be better not to choose. Looking up at Sasha she said earnestly, "maybe we should just talk for a little bit. While we have the cocoa and everything." She smiled, casting about for a good topic that didn't involve anything in her life that was weird. The list was surprisingly short. "Um..." she faltered. "...That is, if I can think of something to talk about." She looked up apologetically. "I'm sorry! I'm not much of a conversationalist." She winced. "I guess I"m not very good at sleepovers."