The kitchen was massive compared to her closet style one in the apartment.  She took a moment to close her eyes and mentally see everything.  There were shapes moving about the kitchen.  She pops her eyes open to find herself alone with Gabriel's head stuck in the fridge.  Well that was a good view to say the least.  She didn't rush him at all.  He gets silly with joy for steak and she giggles at him.  When he vacates the space, she dives in.  Oh!  The food choices.  Her mouth can tell her what many of the things taste like though she had not seen such food before.  She was getting use to this odd quirk of life, but it was offsetting.  She grabbed some things, not sure what they were called.  She warms some up and leaves others cold.  She follows Gabriel.<br/><br/>She turns around in the dinning room.  It was meant for many people.  They were only two.  It felt huge and lonely.  He suggested their room.  Her stomach flips at this, but it was at least more comfortable feeling than this room.  So again she follows.  She laughs at him sprawled out on the bed, trying it like a little boy.  His exhaustion starts to overcome him until he spots the steak again.  She shakes her head "men and distractions."  She teases lightly.  She uses the teasing to give herself a moment to consider sleeping arrangements.  "Gabriel, with all that has happened, I wouldn't mind some company tonight.  I swear, just sleep, but please, sleep in here with me?"  The look on her face was of sincere desire not to parted from him and exhaustion.  Despite all her sleep in her concussion, she had a very emotional time since meeting him and emotional times take as much energy as rescuing a damsel that didn't know she was in distress until you rescued her.