Because she was only wrapped in a bath towel...
She could only poke her head out.
"Edward Noah Jackson... do you need something?" She looked up at him and then asked, puzzled.
Seeing her wary expression, Edward Noah Jackson frowned slightly in displeasure before he slowly began to speak.
"The bed at Our Home is broken!"
"The bed is broken?" After hearing what he said, Jessica Webb showed a look of surprise on her face.
How could a perfectly good bed break all of a sudden? She thought, recalling how the bed had been fine when she went to His Home to look for the Key that afternoon!
"It makes noise every time I turn, and it's uncomfortable!" Edward cleared his throat lightly, then said awkwardly.
"But... telling me about it is no use, I can't fix beds..." Jessica Webb was somewhat confused.
If His bed was broken, shouldn't he find someone to fix it? What was the use of telling her? She didn't know how to fix beds either!
