Her face broke into a lovely smile, brightening her eyes and for a moment making her look far healthier and stronger than she actually was. She had known he would want to stay, but after the strangeness of the past day it felt good to have it confirmed.
She leaned back a bit into the cushions, tiredly.
"It's okay. The couch feels comfortable. You can have the bed upstairs. I'm sorry I can't - well, it's not exactly made. But you shouldn't notice, really. It's still neater than I've ever seen your room."
She gave him another bright, this time slightly impish smile. She didn't know what this place was, or how she had ended up here, but with Thomas here, how bad could it be?
"Should we order a pizza? If...you know, you can order pizza here?"