"I guess so," She nochalantly answered, taking a seat across the table from him. Victoire grabbed a goblet of orange juice, taking a sip as she sensed a tenseness in the atmosphere. "So," She began, attempting to change the subject, "Were you able to fall asleep last night?" She examined the lines in his face, attempting to discern whether or not he had shadows under his eyes. What if he had stayed up most of the night, or all night? Would it have been because of her, because he was scared of reliving the nightmares once more?