That was surprisingly easy. Maybe too easy. But then neither of them were sure of what to say and this wasn't the most usual thing ever. She just kind of watched him, wondering what he was going to do, or maybe hoping Edward would come back.
Of course she'd been quite close to it herself, and if probably not for the fact that Henry had a wife, she might have just done something about it.
"I'll um.." she shifted off the couch, or whatever they had been on and the sheet or blanket or whatever she'd been holding onto kind of dropped onto the floor. She just had to find her clothes or something.