It was impossible not to notice the state of the building, but Sinead didn't even consider it a reflection of Tanis. Sinead knew working class compexes looked like this were more often than not, and though she figured the tenants themselves played a part in it, Sinead blamed noone but the local government.<br/>She thought she heard a pang of embarrassment in Tanis' voice, and Sinead desperately wanted to say something that could ease that.<br/>"Don't worry about it," she reassured Tanis, her voice gentle as she followed up the stairs, no hesitation in her step. "I grew up on the fifth floor of a walk-up."<br/>No matter how enticed Sinead was by Tanis, she knew they had talked very little about themselves. Sinead knew that they had more experiences in common than Tanis might realize, but she also didn't know how Tanis mentally had filled in the gaps they had yet to cover.<br/>Uncomfortable at the possibility that Tanis expected her to be born into wealth, Sinead's addition came with a little laugh. "I hadn't even set foot in a single-story house 'til I married Avi."