It took a few moments before Gilda finally nodded. Taking a short moment to leave the cup at the basin, she exited the kitchen and made her way through the hallways towards the stairs, half-wondering why she was even considering the idea that she would be able catch up with the brown-skinned human. He had left minutes ago. He’d be in his room, locked up. So it was quite a shock and surprise when she saw him sitting on the stairs, head down and looking contemplative. And as she approached, his head rose up and met her gaze.