"I do sleep on the ground," Rose said. "In the little space between the bed and the wall." She glanced at him furtively, to check and see if he thought that was odd. She didn't think he'd be mad, but that didn't mean he'd just - accept it. It was Dennis, though. He was more accepting of - and interested in - the odd things she'd picked up from her life before than anyone else she'd met. "I like small spaces on the ground. I'd try a hammock, though. Especially if it was difficult to reach."