Sookie complied, exhausted, and laid back onto the bed, mussing up the sheets. She was grateful for the lowered lighting and the way everything seemed to be less vibrant than normal: she didn't think she could handle that kind of hit right away. "Don't have to tell me twice," she replied as she sank back down, turning to look at him with sunken eyes.
"Hannibal?" she asked, suddenly realising he wasn't Nigel. "What happened? Why am I here?" she looked up at him with those weary eyes, a little scared and in pain but defiant in wanting the truth. Sook even smiled at the sight of his pyjamas.