Seria was not ignorant of the fact that his his eyes followed her every movement, nor did she truly have any need to cover herself. She was aware that he had seen her full well last night. She had nothing to hide, nor did she truly care if he saw her again. If she were being honest, she wouldn't be opposed to letting it happen again. If not for their current predicament, she might not have even gotten out of bed. But alas, there were angry vampires in search of their lives lying in wait, and they couldn't afford to waste anymore time on pleasure or rest. They had to set their plan into motion and get away from this place before their pursuers had the chance to make a move against them.<br/><br/>Grabbing the sheet that now covered her had been an almost absent-minded action. If he were to question her decision, she wouldn't be able to give a reason because their wasn't one. She gathered the fresh clothing and cast a sidelong gaze his way, not missing the desire that colored his eyes. She gave him a charming, almost sheepish grin before she spun on her heels and disappeared out of the room and into the shower.<br/><br/>After a brief, hot shower, she dried herself and dressed in the fresh clothes. She didn't bother to blow-dry her hair, instead letting the wet curls hang over her shoulders in a messy fashion. She put on a little make-up, but not much, and then exited the bathroom. She assumed Echo was still in bed but stopped by the kitchen, grabbing a banana and eating it before tossing the peels in the trash and heading back to the bedroom.<br/><br/>She found him right where she had expected to find him, still cocooned in the sheets. She chuckled lightly to herself and squeezed herself onto the small space between him and the edge of the bed. She tugged the covers back lightly to get him to at least show his face. "You need to get up, you know. We should get going soon." she knew he knew this already, but the words still came out. "I assume you need to eat." it was a statement rather than a question. "I can't offer much, considering..." she knew he'd know why. She had given him blood the previous night, and she would need her strength to keep him protected from the sun, and to be able to protect them both, should anything happen. "But you need something, and maybe it'll at least take the edge off of it." she offered the man her wrist. Some part of her had contemplated, for a brief second, allowing him her neck, but reason had quickly reminded her that it was a bad idea. He was hungry and she didn't have enough blood to spare to risk him losing control. It wasn't that she couldn't stop him easily should she need to, but she didn't want to have to hurt him because of her own recklessness.