Æn'kae's lip quirked upwards in a small smile. She might not be bitter at him, but she could hardly hide that she was bitter. He considered what she actually said then. "A shared dream state then, huh," and now it was his turn to sound bitter and entirely not at her. "That would fit the evidence," but he wasn't happy about getting caught up in something so like a mindmeld at all, much less with strangers.

The word coffin did not quite translate, but he was entirely certain that whatever it meant, bed was not accurate, and whatever it was, it was something she didn't want to admit. And while he didn't plan to pry, he did raise an eyebrow pointedly at her. Hey, if she was going to get better at lying, she should at least know when she'd been caught. And who better to offer this service than a Rihanha.