Upon seeing the leader walk back into the room, Rowena looked up, straightening her shoulders a little. Or at least, it seemed like he was the leader. When he informed her that she could stay she smiled, nodding her gratitude before looking around the house. She didn't have anyone to converse with and most of them didn't look like they wanted to. Biting her lip and curling her fingers into her palm she went to find herself a place to sleep. It all looked ten times nicer than the hard concrete floor of the sewer sidewalks. After a minute of awkward walking around the woman found that the best place to sleep would be a torn-up sofa. Or rather, just the end of it. She patted the largest corner that was still held together and smiled as Themistocles hopped up eagerly, doing his three little circles before laying down. Rowena took her baseball cap off and carefully climbed up beside him, bringing her knees to her chest and her letting her head fall to the animal's upper half. Protective as always, Themistocles shifted a little closer and let his tail sweep over her hip. And even though she was very tired Rowena didn't sleep for a while, falling in and out of her strange dreams. They were usually filled with her, a man and pretty, calm, undisturbed scenery. It was nice while it lasted.

Rowena was awoken by the noise of people bustling about and getting ready to leave. She was used to sleeping in, since she didn't fear walkers walking in on her and trying to eat her in her sleep. She stretched and ended up falling off the sofa with a small 'oof'. Brushing herself down as she stood, she slipped her cap back on and was glad to see Themistocles up on his feet already, looking around and then back to her, eager to see where they'd be going today. Although the trouble of getting her things back remained. If they followed the highway, she'd be able to get them back. There were a lot of useful things there. Rowena hoped they'd trust her enough to have someone come help her. Her supply run had obviously come up empty supply-wise and she was starting to feel a little weak. Time would tell, she supposed as she massaged her own shoulder gently, working out the tense muscles. "[color=9e0b0f][color=9e0b0f]Morning[/color][/color]," she said brightly, addressing no one in particular.