Owen's head swiveled in the sound of the female voice so quickly that he got a kink in his already sore neck. Grimacing, he rubbed the spot with some annoyance, but noticed that the door across from his had opened. And there was a woman standing there. She looked like she had just rolled of bed, like him, but she was in pajamas and wearing her hospital gown like a robe. She looked as out of place as he felt. Still, he kept his distance, eying her warily.
"You live here?" Owen was fairly certain he already knew the answer, but maybe she knew something he didn't.