She was a little bit relieved. She didn’t want to have to worry about, well, things, and feelings, and anything of the sort, because typically couples didn’t get involved with their roommates, right? So she smiled and nodded, murmured a courteous congratulations.<br/><br/>“I, um. I do like to cook sometimes, so I mean. I don’t know that I’m good at it. But I do.” They made their way out of the bedroom and back into the living space. “And I mean it’s okay about the bath. About anything really. I’m not claustrophobic, maybe that’s a bit surprising. Everything looks nice. And comfy.”