Carolyn looks up at him with both eyebrows raised practically to her hairline. She stares for a moment, as though expecting him to laugh at his own joke, but he doesn't and she snorts out a vague sound of disbelief. "I shouldn't be surprised you're seriously asking me that question, but I am." Sitting up again, Carolyn wraps her arms loosely around bent legs, head still turned so she's facing him. "Riddick, Jesus. I mean, should I even still stay here?" Before tonight, it was a place to crash. Now, after sex, and these memories, they'd be living together.