"I'm so sorry about your dad. That must have been hard. That's great he was a hero, you must be so proud," Alex said quietly with a small smile, "It seems like you and your step dad have a good relationship though." Alex glanced at Fiona when she caught her looking at her out of the corner of her eye. Fiona was so bold in many ways, but also so shy in others. She found it cute and endearing. She felt  strange connection with her that made her feel unusually comfortable.<br/><br/>The house was warm and inviting, Alex noticed, albeit a bit cluttered. It wasn't dirty by any means, but everything seemed so scattered and unorganized. "Good to know you're not some kind of serial killer," joked Alex, hoping Fiona would see the humor in her comment rather than be offended, "Thank you, I'm starving!" Alex rubbed her stomach as it growled once more, "Water would be fine. Um...sure. Sounds like a plan." She was glad to finally be alone, but she was also slightly nervous that she would scare her away.