Heck, he couldn't just let her be out in the station on her own. Whatever guardians she had before? Weren't here now anyway. Brisco took a deep breath, letting it out steadily.

"Look, uh..." He awkwardly scratched at the back of his head. "You, uh, you can have that bed. I can take the couch. Or that chair. Or even the floor. And I don't want you to be lonely."

There, he said it. And he'd say it again if he had to.