She's content with the silence, oddly enough. Eames is still with her, and, she assumes, he's going to stay with her for a while. Help take care of her.

When they pull up at the curb in front of the lavish hotel, Nancy doesn't hurry to leave. While the attendants open the car doors and offer to take Ms. Bellrose's things (they remembered her here), Nancy looks over at Eames, her brow creased.

"What's next? After this?"