"Home?" The librarian sat up a little, rather certain this was not her home. It wasn't England; it wasn't Electric City. Her head tilted a little as she worked it through. She patted the bed as she rested slowly back into the bed, pulling the covers down a bit to offer the fairy a spot beside her.
"Come." They'd not been this close in a waking world, and she supposed she might be pushing it now. A quick glance down told her that she was certainly wearing very little, even if the very little was something she was comfortable wearing around this particular creature.
"Home is not mine, is it?" She sighed softly. "At least not completely. I'm growing chilly." There was a hint of mischief in her smile. If this was the possible place, then she would no doubt grow more somber. This would be so very important to him.