"Yes, well, now it's my room. Get over it."

Fortunately, Seras was dressed by the time Integra poked her mussed head out of the covers, squinting to see her. She didn't have her glasses on, after all. Putting them back on, she stared blankly at the younger woman.

"I'm not. I just want to sleep... why are you dressed like that?" she asked, eyes narrowing behind her lenses. "It must be nice to be able to look like a woman once in a while. I wish I had that bloody privilege."

...A pause. "No. Your bed is better."