At this juncture, Helena wasn't entirely certain if she could sleep. Sooner or later, exhaustion would force her to sleep, but she had nightmares, reliving finding her daughter's body, and she did not sleep for long when she did. Perhaps having Dorian in the same room would serve to give her some amount of comfort. She just hoped that if she woke with a start from a nightmare that she wouldn't disturb him in his slumber.

"I do not like Daniels," she said with a slight wrinkle of her nose. She nodded a bit, hearing out his explanation. "I understand, no doctors. I will ensure the curtains are thick and drawn before the sun rises and that they will stay that way until the sun sets." Perhaps it was odd how well she was taking the revelation he was a vampire, but the truth was she was still in shock given everything that had happened since Christina had died. Once she began to calm, it would no doubt truly set in what her life would be like from this point forward. But for now, she was simply going with it because it meant she wasn't alone.

And she was fond of Dorian and wanted to be around him.