Owen stepped to the side to allow Suzie inside. There wasn't any invitation, but it was implied in his body language right before he turned away, turning his back on her, to cross to the closet and dig out some of his clothes. He had had to replace everything when he'd returned, but he'd been relieved to find that his credentials and all that Nathan had set up for him were still intact. It hadn't been difficult for him to get a job with all of that at his disposal, and even as he spent most of his days working ER duty, it was enough to pay for lodging and staples.
"You can wear mine for now," Owen said, tossing a shirt and pair of jogging shorts over to her. "We'll worry about getting you your own things later," He said, raking a hand through his hair, almost an unconscious tick to signal that he really didn't know just how to deal with this as he looked around the room, a slow frown on his face. "I can bunk down on the couch. You might as well have a decent bed for awhile."