Somehow that wasn't a very reassuring answer, though if this was some sort of coma-dream, the length of time didn't really matter, of course.  But what really unsettled her were those claws...<br/><br/>"Ah, yes, m--maybe I should," she said, relieved that he'd suggested it.  He must not be as fearsome as he looked, thankfully, and if she was laying down, she wouldn't be expected to do any more chores that she didn't know how to finish.  "That's a good idea.  I'll -- I'll go do that, if you don't mind."  She smiled, shakily, and turned to head for the house.