Bastila relaxes a little, but just a little. "That would make me a terrible host, which I dare to believe I am not. No, no, keep the bed, I'm quite fine here."

Wishing to take his mind off from her comfort (or incomfort), she goes on and asks, "What are your own plans?" She's been curious about what he does lately, other than take care of the babies, but never had a chance to ask him about it before.