Holiday stared while he casually talked about his experience with what was technically homelessness. Six had a habit of saying things that probably sounded normal to him, but really made her want to hug him.

She opted not to comment and silently followed him, in awe of how cute and charming the Family Room was.

"Sounds good," she muttered, looking around the kitchen. She didn't grow up poor, but she'd also never lived in a house like this - with a kitchen like this. It was very nice.

She started pulling groceries out of the bags and organizing them into fridge, freezer, and pantry sections. Clothing and toiletries stayed in the bags to carry upstairs later.

Holiday really wanted to just explore this place. She wondered if Six had any art or personal effects around.