She puts her helmet down as she looks around, she's certainly lived in worse, then joins him at the window reading the imprint on the glass after him.<br/>"I dunno, in my day, you had to use extra thick curtains and sleep in a coffin, now look...You youngsters don't even know you're dead...."<br/><br/>She grins at Spike.<br/>"We could even get a fan in here and watch the sunrise with the wind in our hair."