Predictable, very predictable. Weather it was Sam being predictable or her own ability to make his brain turn to mush just by flashing the recycled coma girl at him she wasn't sure, Either way she decided to go ahead and be proud of herself.
She lay back down on the bed in the same position she had been in before and nodded.
"I do, I mean we don't want him getting even more suspicious than he probably already is. It would just be for a little while"
She looked over to him, the very picture of innocence, well unless his gaze stayed where it was, not so innocent in that regard.
"But...if you think you should go, if you think thats best"