Out of habit she wakes early, even if she stayed up later than she should have researching flowers. It leaves her a little groggy, but she doesn't linger too long in bed. It feels too early to contact Skinner; maybe she can throw the rest of yesterday's clothes in the wash, plus a handful of Mulder's clutter. Solely to fill the machine, of course.

She peeks in on him but tries to stay quiet, smiling slightly to see him asleep. It's... not great, but bad sleep is better than no sleep. Maybe she should have lured him into bed.

Well, let him get whatever sleep he can. She heads downstairs to put the coffee on, and gathers some clothes and towels and things to wash. Making herself comfortable is synonymous with making herself useful.