She stood there thinking for a moment. Then settled on the ground next to him. "I'm not the injured one. You made the bed. You sleep on the bed. Simple." She looked into the fire purposefully avoiding looking at him. They just weren't friends anymore. There were years of rift between them. She didn't think for a second that it could change. However, that didn't mean that she couldn't be more civil. When they got out of this, then they could part as two strangers that were at least sorta on the same page.