Cecilia raised an eyebrow questioningly at Oliver, but smiled gently at Edwin as she packed up her bag and carefully slung it back over her shoulder. On another day she might have rolled her eyes at 'baby' and 'snuggle', but this, thankfully, was not that day. She managed to stand on her first try without making a total ass of herself, but it would have been so much more comfortable if Edwin had some kind of nightstand to push off of. Goddamn goth minimalist bullshit.
"Go ahead and sleep," she said. "I'm just gonna pop into your bathroom to wash my hands really quick." She looked briefly at Oliver before heading straight into the bathroom, finding that she had to pause in the open doorway to let her eyes readjust to the space she had just entered. "Jesus Christ," she mumbled. "If I hadn't seen the two of you together enough on the network I'd swear the pair of you would never work."