"You were exhausted, like forgotten about for a few hours, and aren't used to riding. The least I can do is try to help, but if you would rather leave, then I promise to not look."<br/><br/>The last was added in a slightly offended tone, more from her first comment than anything else, as he hadn't intended to spend the night with that much flesh about him. Once again, things just happened to him, and was expected to just float along for the ride and enjoy it. He spent a minute turning about, his back to the door and her curtained off section, staring at the wall, his head rolling as he worked out some stiffness in his neck.