"The path looked lonely," she admits with a soft smile as she turns toward the fire and reaches her hand out as if to touch the flames. His comment about feeling his fur doesn't so much go unnoticed as it goes uncommented on. She's a lady, after all. Or hopes to be.<br/><br/>Her hand gets closer to the flames millimeter by millimeter until she eventually pulls back, just as the orangey glow seemed to be drawn toward her hand. "Perhaps this particular path<strong>needs</strong>more travel. This house certainly seems lonely enough, and it has appeared to perk up for having living beings inside once more."<br/><br/>Looking about, she gestures towards the fact that nothing is dusty, and now there's a fire where there wasn't one before. "I think it's quaint and cozy."