"I think I've probably got a thing for screwing around in lots of places," Theon says, but he's pushing off the couch and pulling Daryl up too. "But you're right, we should go to bed."

The bedroom's small, of course, enough room for a bed and a stand of drawers, a shallow closet, a bedside table-- the table and its contents having something to do with Theon's decision.

He sits down on the edge of the bed and then slides back, tugging Daryl back down with him.