I thought for a moment, trying to find a reason to disagree with her. "Yeah, no, you're right. Seeing as we won't be doing anything else for the night." I stood up and looked over to the couch that Em was already passed out against, Spencer was curled into the corner of it; his eyes were quietly drooping as his head began sinking down into the old pages of his book.
"You've got the bed." I said to Daisy. "You're the injured one after all, so you should get more rest probably. I'm sure that's what Em would say anyway." I sent her a smile. "I'll take the old armchair in the corner." I said remembering the dusty seat I'd seen under a sideways lamp. "Do you need a hand to the bed? Or would you prefer to join Nina and Joe outside?"