Sam took a slow shower. She didn't rush it -- she didn't even have the strength to do that either and so she just enjoyed the moment. When she was done, she got out of the bathroom with a thick towel tied around her chest and hair to stop the water from dripping.
When she got out, it finally dawned on her that her clothes weren't in Desmond's room and she fidgeted a bit as she didn't know how to start asking for anything.
"You know, If you're going to stand there all day, you might as well just do something while at it," Desmond said, making the atmosphere lighter with his comment.
"I don't have any clothes here," she said shyly, shifting her weight from her left leg to her right leg.
"Take any outfit that makes you feel comfortable from my closet," he directed her as he continued fiddling with his phone.
