[Her face twists into something understanding at the long-suffering look on Bryn's.] I like to keep my space clean, but it's often subject to disaster beyond my control. [Like messy boyfriends.]
[But she nods, stepping inside. Her eyes dart over the room, half out of habit in casing her surroundings and half out of a sudden need to just look at everything; anything moving might get special attention, and she doesn't mean it to be rude. She's not entirely aware she's even doing it. So there's a bit of a delay before she actually vocally responds.] Thanks.
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[But she nods, stepping inside. Her eyes dart over the room, half out of habit in casing her surroundings and half out of a sudden need to just look at everything; anything moving might get special attention, and she doesn't mean it to be rude. She's not entirely aware she's even doing it. So there's a bit of a delay before she actually vocally responds.] Thanks.