Solaras was at a lose of words as he spoke about accepting death, she too had followed in those same steps. Although, she lived her life out of spite. Out of the sheer desire to live a life that meant something and not die in some room where no one would find the body until she was too far gone. She shivered as he adjusted slightly to use her leg as a pillow, something of a soft hum coming from the back of her throat as she looked down at him- studying his face while still rubbing circles and dragging her nails through his oddly soft hair.

An eyebrow popped in her signature way when the extra week was mentioned. Red flags of duties and jobs sounded off in her head but she pushed them away as his words invaded her ears. "You just want to spend more time with me in a tiny room don't you? It's alright, you can admit it. I don't judge...most of the time." She teased as a real smile spread across her lips. She curled over herself more, her hair falling over her shoulders as she gently scratched under his chin, "There there little kitten." She mused further still with a smile.

"Since it's still story time.." She paused clearly unsure of her words at this point. Solaras straightened her back up while one hand still lingered in his hair and the other absently running her nails back and forth under his chin ever so lightly, her eyes shifting away and the slightest blush across her cheeks, "...is there a story you'd like to hear about? One I could tell?" It was plain as day she wasn't used to sharing about herself but in this room, on this planet, she felt it might be alright.