[She lets the heavy curtain fall back over the window as she turns to Killian. No sunlight will be getting through that to wake them in the morning. With a small shrug, she meanders back over to him.]

I suppose we should unpack. [There's almost a ridiculous amount of closet space for how little the both of them brought.] We could call for food, if you're hungry. Or a drink. I'm sure they have something awfully fancy here.