She hums assent and leans back again, drawing her knees up and letting her hands hang loosely linked between them. "I bet you get a great view of it here."

She can just imagine it breaking over the fields, the lake; the whole sleepy little spot touched with new light.

Not that she'd ever see one, probably. Waking up for the sunrise isn't exactly her strong suit. "It was dark when I got to my room but I think the windows are west-facing. Some nice sunsets in my future."