[ He raises an eyebrow as they go down the stairs. Wait a minute— couch? He was under the impression she'd have at least two rooms here, if she was lending him one for the night. ]

It's fine. I mean, you were the one who said I stink. [ He doesn't feel especially gross. He can just wash his face and wait until the morning to clean himself up more properly, no harm done. ]

But look... this is nice of you, but I'm not taking your bed, not if you're gonna be sleeping on the couch.