She smiled, blind for the moment, eyes remaining closed as she felt him, his slow breathing, his heat. The spicy smell of man, with that ever-present hint of roses. "I was wondering how you kept us warm," she said, truthfully. "When we left the bathroom. And what's your favourite colour?" she added. She didn't really know Roe at all. That realization caused her eyebrows to notch together, ad she turned her face up, keeping her eyes still closed. "You mentioned... two people last night, I think. Who were they?" She added, suddenly curious about him, wondering why he had fallen, how he had, how he was still like an angel, where he had come from, and all other sorts of questions she was likely better off not knowing the answers to.