There's a pause, and then Sharon pulls the throw off her face and blinks at him until her eyes focus. "What? Oh, no."

She sits up to push herself to the edge of the mattress and then up to standing, raking out tangles in her hair with her fingers. "Nakia was here earlier, I thought she came back...how was your visit?"

She sounds sleepy, but that pale, drawn look to her face has mostly faded away.