At least she was easy to deter from a very silly conversation. He didn't think he was about to convert the embodiment of a Deadly Sin to the light side of things. He wasn't that keen on self-destruction, as much as he might otherwise demonstrate. Fitz straightened up and made sure they were going in the direction she indicated. "And then you can go take a nap in your own bed instead of on a damned park bench. It'll be about a thousand times more comfortable. Bet you got one of them sleep numbers."