Eleven gave her a grateful smile and tried not to feel terribly awkward as he took a seat on the edge of the bed. Dressed down as she was and seemingly more vulnerable for it, it didn't feel quite appropriate to reach for her now.

"The warning is all we need; I'm not protecting a handful of injured this time." Their odds should be rather good if they were attacked, and rousing the rest of them wouldn't be much trouble.

He tipped his head, wondering if she might be awaiting an invitation- or if perhaps they needed to find a good way to pass the time. "Are you tired?"