Frustrated with her line of thinking, she carefully rolled over on her side to stare at the empty wall. Having Draco's peaceful sleeping form in her line of sight wasn't helping. Something had changed between them. Only a fool wouldn't acknowledge that fact. But, if she was honest, she didn't understand what all was different. He wasn't the type to beg her to run off to another country to a start a new life with him. Nor was he naïve enough to believe that she could simply remain hidden in his flat indefinitely. Hiding only worked for a little while. Each moment that she remained she was putting her host in even more danger. Antonin might not have attacked the Jordan family, but that didn't mean he would be so generous in the future. Perhaps it was better for the both of them that she sneak out of his flat and never return.