"Aww, Lafayette, I love you," she coos, deliberately sweet in tone, almost syrupy so, as she stands on tiptoe to press a quick kiss to his cheek before turning around to close the door, easily turning both deadbolts back into place. She's naturally more of a morning person than most of the people that she knows, although Sookie also assumes that a lot of that has to do with whatever Lafayette's obviously taken to make him quite this groggy.

"I couldn't sleep in on my own, the empty apartment made me too nervous," she explains with a heavy sigh, considering his couch briefly before turning to head into the bedroom proper. The apartment building isn't quite heated to Sookie's satisfaction, and there don't seem to be any space heaters on in the living room, so the still warm bed is her best shot for now. "I got to thinkin', mostly about the fact that everything I've done in Darrow so far is try to settle in, and I don't know that I ever really stopped to ask myself if that was the right thing to do."