She nods in silence, pointing over to the self-made bed with her cigarette. "Best I can do," she tells him simply. She was lucky enough to have a bed of her own, without trying to find a place for others to sleep.

"Uh uh. Not so fast, honey. You're going nowhere until you've told me everything you know. And believe me, I'm very thorough with my questioning." She fastens him with a pointed look before she looks back out of the window, her gaze lifting to watch the rain run down the glass, the very scene a sight that could be photographed.