Yeah, I think I've seen some of them. I recognized the looks on their faces.

[She follows after him, cleaning her shoes as well and then toeing them off once she's inside, but keeping the cloak on. She can't quite hold back a relieved sigh at the warmth of the house.]

That's okay, there's time. [It's an odd feeling, being able to say that. She has time again. Everything felt so rushed, so panicked last time she was here.] Can I make us something to drink? Hot chocolate, or tea?