It was nice to meet someone so relaxed, so enthusiastic and acted like it was a normal thing to harbour a criminal. So far, he hadn’t treated her any differently and it was nice, perhaps things would be okay and work out for everyone? Though Iris knew truthfully it probably meant that the relationship between her and Cas wouldn’t progress anymore, the brief snippets of affection last night and the small passing kisses could very well be her last as they all knew there wasn’t a chance of her living out in the Capital. This was purely a short-term option, she would have to go back to the districts, back home where she belonged. [color=f49ac2][i]It won’t be so bad, I guess I have my life to be thankful for. Though… it won’t be the same. My father[/i][/color]. 

As if briefly forgetting that her father was dead, it was kind of surreal that only a day or so ago she had been informed of his killing. Matthew had taken great pleasure in telling her and showing her the pictures of his death, trying to spark some sort of reaction from her which at the time it hadn’t but then she had been so disoriented so in her own world that she had barely registered anything. A flicker of emotion crossed her face for a split second, hesitant as she felt a pang of sadness strike but as soon as it had happened it passed because she was not somewhere she felt safe enough to open up. It was nothing against Miles, but she hated the idea of dumping her emotional baggage on Cas let alone a good friend of his that she barely knew. 

Smiling as she forced a laugh, she met his gaze seeing the cringe of when she mentioned the snoring, [color=f49ac2]“Does this mean I have permission to shove you if you snore again?”[/color] Finding it quite amusing that all it would have taken was a shove to stop the snores, she didn’t mind at all last night. In fact, she had barely noticed it as she was too busy wrapped up in her own little world. Twisting her head to look at the glass she nodded as he explained the shower was around the corner and private, it had been a little bit of a worry when she had seen the glass but at least it was around the corner. 

[color=f49ac2]“Thanks Miles”[/color] As she rose from her feet she pulled the fluffy blanket from around her and folded it up neatly placing it on the edge of the sofa not wanting to leave it in a mess, [color=f49ac2]“I’m assuming it’s okay to wear these again?”[/color] Gesturing to the attire as she moved towards the glass door hesitating as she reached out to it, [color=f49ac2]“Are there towels inside?”[/color] It may have been a silly question, but she didn’t know if his towels were kept in the bathroom. It looked big enough to store them, but she didn’t want to just assume these things and how embarrassing it would be if it turned out there were no towels to dry herself with.