She wasn't the least bit sad about leaving behind her own personal space. There had been moments it had been pleasant to have such a thing, but there was nothing that was her about the room. It had been big and cold and designed to hold a number of people who could at least draw a measure of comfort from having others around. But she'd been alone in there, and sometimes it had felt more like a cell than a living space.

Changing into the blue pajamas that had been gifted to her in Atlantis, she brushed her hair before joining him in the bed, being careful of the braid he'd given her. She nestled under the covers, enjoying the comfortable weight of them and the slight shifting of the bed more than she ever had before, and turned on her side to face Todd, a contented smile in place.