no living man am i!

She looks at the map, then at him, clearing her throat. "We should talk." Her eyes flick briefly to the bed, and she colours, biting the inside of her cheek. "Somewhere else. Come with me." She isn't entirely sure where somewhere else will be, but this conversation is going to be painful enough, without the constant awareness of where she transgressed. Their conversation has to be private, of course, but if she's honest, she's also scared to be alone with him at all. She doesn't trust herself, after what happened yesterday.