"I'd be happy to take them off your hands, thank you." Saved her a meal's worth of effort at least, which makes up for any potential finger-wagging effort on her behalf would rouse, had that been his intention. The room is presented with a flourish; it's not shabby for a room only intermittently occupied, and on short notice.

Really, it's a means of killing time. Tucking in of any sort is both unnecessary and unwise, but she would - prefer to see him settled before she leaves. Something like comfort, that would be nice. "Rest for you. If something playing quietly downstairs might help, this is your last chance to say so."

The previously established 'don't enter spontaneously on account of nightmares' rule has held.