"No." Wren told him. "No time like the present." That and she just wanted out of there, as soon as humanly possible, so she could retreat, and be done with it. It seemed the best option to her, and with people being either asleep or distracted, it would make her 'disappearance' all the easier.
After staring at the bread for a long moment, she decided she couldn't eat, and put it away. "I hope your stay here is less traumatic than this morning."