'Chelle's room is decorated a bit more vibrantly than the spare room was, and there is indeed a door ajar leading into what is obviously a bathroom.

"I'll trade the beanbag pile out for the chair," 'Chelle says as she gestures around the room - there is indeed a beanbag pile in the corner opposite the bed. The bed itself has a veritable mountain of pillows, and a soft looking blanket folded at the bottom of it in addition to the duvet.

It's different from what she's used to, but not too overwhelming; she wouldn't have guessed that most people had so many photos, though. She makes her way to the bed and watches 'Chelle from there.

'Chelle's picking up the beanbags. She glances up at Denice, smiles. "Bit better?"

"Mmhmm." She does look calmer, in here, if still fairly tense.

"Okay. You wanna be left alone for a bit? Or something else?" She seems earnest, and doesn't look like she has anything else she should be doing.

She pats the bed next to her.

'Chelle smiles, and sits down next to her, holding her arm out slightly in an implicit offer of another hug if Denice wants it.

Yeah.

She doesn't cry this time, so that's progress, at least.

'Chelle starts humming again - the same lullaby she was humming in the spare room.

That helps, too.

She's pretty clingy even when she's relatively relaxed, turns out.