For a moment, Theodore didn't speak as he tried to decipher why she would need to carry her blanket to his room.
"You don't have to worry about it," said Theodore realizing what she meant, "I am sure, you wouldn't mind sharing it, do you?"
Lucy blinked at his words, her lips immediately closing and the toes of her bare feet curled on the cold floor. "You wouldn't need it for yourself?" she asked him.
Theodore didn't know what Samuel had taught Lucy about the concept of marriage, but with the way she asked him, something just didn't feel right to him. "I would be more than happy to share it with you, unless you aren't comfortable."
To his words, Lucy quickly shook her head as if that was not what she meant.
"Then it should be fine," Theodore offered her a smile, and they started to walk through the corridors.
