She grins, eying the pack. "Half the stuff in there is yours, I think." All those toiletries she'd borrowed. "You want to drop it off at your place before I head home. Because I feel like I've imposed enough."

Her hand drifts down to her pocket, where she stashed the little necklace. More than enough, really.

She also doesn't know how long she can stay here, and she doesn't want to push her luck.