"Thank you," she replies wistfully, glad the statement isn't met with any defensiveness. "I was afraid we were separated... but he's here." And thus allowing her the ability to finally unwind and relax. Wash off the week's worth of grime from hiding out away from the town, sleeping fitfully outside.

She's unbothered by the undressing, far too accustomed to Sharky's exhibitionist ways, but doesn't encourage him to take off more. Her eyes no longer linger now that he's deemed safe, but glancing down at her hands with a hint of worry. "Long day?"