She'd not been in his room in... well hadn't stepped foot in the one he kept at Theo's house. There'd been no reason for her to, and it had felt like a too intimate intrusion. Felt that way now, but she didn't want to be interrupted. She avoided the bed, though, and aimed instead to an armchair near a wide window. Seating herself, she tried to ignore the fluttering in her stomach. She didn't want him to hate her, but suspected that would before it was all said and done.