[Oh, it bums her out to hear that, his kneejerk suspicion at a small favor.]

You taught me how to hold a knife, and even I know it pays to have allies at a time like this. Besides, I'd like to get this blood off of me.

[She gestures at her All, which... isn't much, actually. A white (and probably now permanently stained, ugh) crop top and overall shorts is all she's wearing, and she could not be more eager to change. All the blood has thoroughly dried by now, and it's itchy.

She swipes her clamshell over the lock and leads them inside. Her roommate isn't here for handwobbly time reasons, thank god, so her armful of contraband gets dropped onto the counter for the moment. She fishes through the cupboards, and a minute later, she's handing him a glass of water.]

As promised. Now, down the hatch. Have you had sex with anyone here yet?

[There's not a real good way to transition into that question, so she just goes for it.]