Sabev restrained the sigh that she felt rise in her at his wince, and the helplessness that she felt as he continued to be so rigid. There was a desire in her for him to see the world the way that she was seeing it now, but she didn't know how to get him to open up to all of it.
"Are you still angry with me?" She asked finally. It was the only thing that she could think of.
She shut the door again behind him as he entered, taking a moment to look at all the things that filled the room. It felt like home, even though it wasn't home. But she hadn't had so many comforts since she'd left her city.
"I have a water room of my own, do you? Are all of your things in your space? Look, even my bed is mine. How did they do that, do you suppose? The blue dress is here." She said the last with a hint of a blush, thinking of when he'd given it to her, and simultaneously thinking of the dream.