"I don't blame you," the Valkyrie responds easily, not bothered by the sudden nature of the comment. She smiles right back. "I'd find sleeping here to be difficult, if I had to."

Being captive somewhere doesn't exactly set the mind at ease, and then there's all of the stark whiteness to the walls and the light. It's enough like a hospital that, if Meja pays too much attention, her skin crawls a little.