She goes quiet for a moment, not wanting to ever bring up that time unless Daniel wants to talk about it and even then, what is she meant to say? She wasn't in that situation, having been shipped back to New York for a brief mission at that very time.

"Well, get in here and warm up," she coaxes, opening the blanket. "There's plenty of room." And there is, without anyone needing to be improper or forward. The couch and blanket will certainly hold two people, without having to curl up. "Do you want a hand?"