Derek had to nod, glancing toward the nearest window. "Yeah. It's really nice." Once he had a shirt for her, he offered it, pointing to a door behind him beside the bedroom. "In there. Take your time. Feel free to use anything in there, too." He doubted it would be as nice as anything Lydia would have picked for herself, but he had the usual.
He waited for her to go, listening for the click of the door and the running water before moving to the small kitchen to see what he could round up as a meal for two.