Her palms clamped over her ears as she sensed him get closer. They pressed tighter as she sensed tha happiness from him. It made her heart skip a beat and cause a flutter in her chest. 

She stayed quiet despite still being able to hear him. Her gaze now lingered on the now offensive looking clothing before groaning with a prissy tone. A few moments later she came put now clad in a sleeveless high neck top and her pants. Her hair was not brushed through but still pulled into a tight looking bun. 

With a scowl on her face she moved towards the bed, snatching the pillows and covered off before dragging them over to Joran. She avoided his gaze completely with her ears and cheeks red the entire time. She positioned the pillows all around him in the awkward spot he sat. 

Solaras plopped down next to him, frown and all before holding her hand out to him-glaring at the opposite wall like it had offended her ancestors. "Next time you feel like something is happening tell me so im not in the damn shower and I can take care of you." In her own warped way it was something of an apology for leaving him alone and yelling at him. Apologizes werent really her thing.