Once she had been allowed in, her steps had been almost timid and quiet, though she had spent more time worrying about the straw in his coffee than about the bruises around her fair throat.  Instead, she had finally sunk down to sit when he spoke, asking the question that had brought her pale eyes up for the first time since she had entered his private room.

It was his advice that seemed to calm her anxiety a bit, her features going from mechanical to a bit more genuine as she managed a nod, her coffee placed down as she leaned forward and let Jason take a drink first.

"I guess I should have thought about what you guys are trained to do.  It was stupid and dangerous of me," came her words, though they certainly weren't very calming or confident in herself.  "But next time, I'll try to remember to tuck my chin down."

Sitting back into her chair once more, a deep breath was taken as she realized that her heartbeat was slowing and calming in the uncomfortable arm chair, at least for now.  Her legs didn't cross, remaining a bit spread with her elbows on her knees.

A half-laugh was managed, but the nurse sounded exhausted.  "I don't know why I came here.  I guess... I just felt like I needed to not be alone, I guess.  I can leave, if you want."