It's tempting to follow him into his bedroom. She had seen it briefly when she had laid him down on his bed after the accident but had been polite enough not to snoop. Now that he's awake, and aware of her presence in his apartment, snooping can't be nearly as rude. Right? That aside, he doesn't seem all that together yet. Someone needs to keep an eye on him if he collapses again.

"Good," Jenny mutters as she hovers by the bedroom door frame. "Because I don't actually know where the coffee shop is. I've never been to this part of Earth before."

She moves aside when he steps out of the bedroom and follows him as he heads to the living room. "Oh, I've been ready for a while now. I've been waiting on you. I wasn't certain that you'd actually wait." Jenny frowns for a second, glancing in the direction of the window. "Do you really think they'll have my ship?"