There's a shrug of her shoulder, before she rolls over, on the bed, onto her stomach. Looking up at him, she tries to figure out how to explain her trip back home. She hadn't really talked to anyone about it.

Damon a bit, but not to the point that she felt like he understood. Sam a bit more, but things were still not going to get any better there.

"While back I ended up back home. Not... like I left, but that thing where you're just asleep here and alive back home. Kinda creepy, but it happened... or must've happened."