Iiiiiiii have never had pumpkin pie, but, uh, I'll try anything once? Sure, it's a deal. I'd shake on it, but--

[A helpless shrug. Bags, you know. But she gives him a nod, and then heads off to her floor to drop them off in her little room. It's weird to have a bolthole like this, she's not entirely sure what to do with the concept of having a safe, singular area she can fall back to when she needs.

She just tosses her spoils of the day on her bed and pulls one of the (new!! brand new!! still has tags!!) sweaters on over her t-shirt because it's getting late in the day, and she wants to preempt any evening chill, and then she heads back down.]

Hey. C'mon, let's get going.