She didn't know if she could quite believe his answer. Maybe it was how quickly he had answered, or how nonchalant the notion was to him. Or maybe it was that she didn't want to believe it. The idea that anyone could be as alone as she was, by choice, in her pallid little hospital room. Still, so long as he had agreed, rather offered, to accompany her, neither of them had to be wandering the strange place by themselves.
"Well... The hotel," Mary provided to his question, "Over the lake." She turned slightly to point into the fog behind her and beyond the sight seeing scopes, but quickly withdrew her hand along with her direction when she remembered the image in the water there. He still had not said or mentioned anything about her appearance, and by now he must have at least something that would make any person wary of being contaminated. Even the nicest nurses wore a pretty farce in their white frocks. They were glad to be young and beautiful, even the old ones, in comparison to their patients.
"You really... don't mind walking with me?" Mary finally caved in to ask, knowing she couldn't hide her face or hold her hands up to it forever. Especially considering the time it would take to reach the hotel, boat or otherwise. Very slowly, she lowered her fingers to her sides, scrutinizing his expression for any familiar hint of disgust or veiled assurances. "Don't I look like a monster?" She pressed somewhat tersely, casting her gaze to the ground when she was still, after all that time, rueful of the answers she received.