Well, Wrenna didn't have to imagine to hard about how bad she looked considering Soreth's tone and expression as soon as he laid eyes on her, not to mention the fact he was starting to fuss over possibly making her sick. "Listen, you don't need to apologize for waking me. It's probably not a good idea to sleep-in in here anyways. As for my health, I'm fine I think. I'm just...tired...I always seem to wake up tired. Everything that happened yesterday didn't really help with my ability to get a good nights rest but my life isn't in danger." Besides, Wrenna was pretty sure that even if Soreth had a cold, that humans couldn't catch demon colds and vice versa. Then again, maybe she could and it would be twice as deadly. Either way, she must have been fine if she could start having her mind go down these paths that really didn't pertain to the conversation at hand in the end. 

After telling Soreth she was fine, she went to sheath her sword...only to forget that she wasn't wearing any of that...She rubbed her face for a moment before putting her sword on a nearby dresser. "Anyways. What are we doing now? I mean I doubt I can stay here and I really doubt you can stay with me all day." Wrenna told him trying to carry on with what really mattered now.