Daenerys could think of at least four different ways she could off the top of her head, but she wasn't going to get into it and seem as if she was begging for pity (she'd already done that so many times in their short meeting, she felt). Instead, she pressed her lips together and nodded.

"Some wine," she agreed after a moment. "And I... a change of location would do wonders, I think."

After all, so many of her worries could be alleviated by knowing there was an even better chance nobody would disturb them.