It suddenly felt like a few of the years they'd spent apart had fallen away, being down here.   She took the glass and the bottle when he offered it, her motions somewhat rigid as she did, but still her mind was reflecting on how this place had so many good memories.  She watched as he went to grab the pump and the other things he needed to fix up her shop.  When he came back to where she stood by the stairs, she was confused at first, but then realized she stood in the only exit.<br/><br/>She shook her head and lowered her gaze.  "Sorry..."  Roxie stepped aside and inadvertently brushed against him as she did.  He was warm.  He had always been warm.  His hugs could have made her feel toasty on the coldest winter days, but that was a long time ago.  She slowly she moved toward the couch.  She grabbed the blanket and sat down, clinging to the thing like it was going to bring her more comfort.<br/><br/>"I'll just...I'll wait for you to come back."  She said.  She didn't turn on the TV, she just wanted to settle in with her thoughts and enjoy a moment here.  Even if things were complicated, this place was still one that she loved, and it seemed to help calm all the distressful feelings.