Helen notices that she's alone in the bed before anything else comes to mind. After that, she takes note that she's still fully dressed and well tucked into the sheets, as though Nikola had only had her comfort in mind. Such a gentleman.

She makes him wait at first, long enough to get into a change of clothes. Something just as nice as what she had been wearing, but something that hasn't been slept in. A hot shower would be nice, yes, but she isn't cruel enough to make Nikola wait through that. Instead, she makes her way to the couch, smoothing her skirt as she takes a seat dangerously and pointedly close to him.

"I suppose I have you to thank for my position tangled in the sheets," she says, her voice and tone soft, thoughtful. Perhaps a touch grateful. "I should thank you for not leaving me to the crick in my neck that would have been my reward."