Sonia looks a little groggy, but she beams at him anyway and shakes her head.

"No, it's alright. I was only dozing. It was just...I'm sure this will sound funny, but it's just really nice to be back in my own bed." She looks at the well-worn cot she's slept on for years now with a wry smile. "I slept well when all the celebrating was over. I think the wine probably helped, to be fair. Do you know that in the entire time I was held prisoner, they didn't even let me have one drink?"

That constitutes a form of torture all on its own to some Barrayarans, Sonia obviously included.