"Only seventy percent? You don't inspire much confidence, Michael," she half snorted, wondering on his question herself. Shay might have been awake... she had fell asleep a bit before him, so Merlin only knew where he ended up. "Not sure. I was sleeping then I was here. Thought it was just another bloody nightmare," she admitted, running a hand through her hair and shivering slightly. Fuck, she wanted some damn shoes.. And honestly, she was annoyed for the first time in her entire life she hadn't worn a bra to bed. But most nights she didn't count on being randomly dumped in the streets.
"Are you sure?" She asked, making a face but fuck, his jumper was warm and she felt like she was freezing. Slipping it on over her head she nearly groaned, pulling the material closer as it swallowed her tiny frame.
"We don't need to break in. I'm sure the back will still be unlocked, since I'm the one who usually leaves it that way so I can smoke. Plus, I could use a damn drink right about now. You in? It's on me."