Owen's first instinct was to tell her he didn't want to leave her alone with Simms, even if Simms was in a cell. But Owen knew Cecilia could handle herself. He thought about it for a moment and then stood with another sigh. He stepped in toward Cecilia and brushed some of her hair back behind her ear. "I'll move the cot out from the other cell and try to get a short nap in. Are you going to be okay out here?"