She honestly has no idea what time it is, but Lauren's answer gives her a foggy idea.

"Mm," she answers absentmindedly, resting her hand on Lauren's arm, sliding it up to his hand. His warmth and weight is a type of comfort she's never previously known, and she's appreciative of opportunities to experience it. This close, his scent fills her head, comforting enough to make her feel all the more dozy. "You smell nice," she comments, looking a little bewildered with herself.