She was quiet before standing up. "I'm actually going to go up to bed. You don't have to stay if you don't want to, but..."
A muffled, new round of coughing answered him before she called down to him weakly. "...you're leaving?"
She was sitting on their bed a little uncomfortable. The sheets had been bleached, but he would notice that the room looked unchanged since he had been possessed, and a thin layer of dust was on the tables. She had not been sleeping up here. "What makes you say that?"
"Do you want to?" she asked, looking around with furrowed brows as she considered the room apprehensively.