"Take your time," she tells her, stepping a little further into the apartment and off to one side so she's not underfoot. Never mind the fact that her attentions are more focused on the rest of the apartment, interested in how Alma's chosen to decorate and what it says about her, her eyes on anything but the woman herself. It's almost jarring how much life is here, compared to Dylan's apartment, even if she knows the reason for it.

"It's not like we're in any hurry," she continues, absently. "We're on vacation."