Accept her offer, what's the worst that could happen?

"Good to hear. Like I said though, I can't quite stand up at the moment so I can't unlock the door myself. Fortunately, there's a key outside, hidden close to the door." After a quick search, you find the key and let yourself in, opening the door to finally see this citizen of Yharnam.

Bertha looks like a right mess, with oily unkempt hair and a sheen to her skin, a blanket covers her lap. It's then you realize she's sitting in a wheelchair. Aside from that, you also notice her clothes are similarly as foreign to Yharnam as you and yours are, her buttoned shirt open to show her cleavage. You can't help but stare for a moment as her breasts rise with every labored breath. "If you wouldn't mind fellow, would you lock the door before we continue? Wouldn't want any strangers to interrupt."

As you lock the door behind you, you're not quite sure if you hear Bertha mutter "Such a cute ass," as she immediately is hit by a coughing fit. Maybe your ears were just playing a trick on you, surely. You turn back around and so Bertha begins to lead the way to a set of stairs leading up. You look to her in confusion, which she readily settles, "The bed I've got down here is too small for two people to lie on, so you'll have to carry me upstairs... My apologies, I've been in Yharnam long enough to pick up some local slang, so when I said 'spend a little time with me' I really meant to just cuddle for a while. I know you've a job to do, but it really is only for a little bit of your time."

You're already here, so you decide to go with the flow. And it is chilly, so you wouldn't mind some warmth flowing back into your bones. As you pick up Bertha, bridal carry style, you feel her press herself into you as much as it seems she can. The warmth and softness of her breasts particularly affect you, but you try to pay the feeling no heed. Soon enough, you are both up the stairs and she quickly directs you to her room. You assumed it wouldn't have been touched for sometime, thinking Bertha likely hasn't been able to come up here, but its just as clean as the rest of the house you were able to see.

"Lets just settle down onto the bed there, and we'll rest easy for a bit." And so you do. You set her on one side of the bed, and yourself on the other. You both lie there for a moment, just enjoying a small piece of resting on a real bed. Then Bertha moves herself using her arms to drape her body over yours. Her movement causes her window of cleavage to grow and her breasts threaten to spill out, if they weren't pressed against you.

You've never been with a woman before. At least, not that you know of, being that your memories are nothing but a ghostly fog. However, you believe that you've always kept to yourself, and if you have been with a woman it was never in any sexual capacity. Otherwise, you think you'd have a little more control over the boner quickly arising in your pants from such contact. There's nothing to expect, so it really shouldn't be happening... right?

You both lie there together, enjoying the presence and warmth of each other. Eventually, you feel the call of Palelove once again and begin to inform Bertha that you now intend to leave... only to see her eyes completely closed, and feel her breathing deep, as one would in sleep.

If you don't wake her up now, you might fall asleep yourself with how comfortable the current situation is... or something else might happen.