"Well, we could head back to my quarters.  If you want to be covert, we could head our separate ways and I'll trump you over once you've had a chance to get back to your place."  She can't help but let some of eagerness slip into her voice, her mind racing at the possibilities. "They're pretty simple, and probably still mostly the same as they were when I left several years ago."  She suddenly tries to think of what clothes and things she has there - not much, probably.  "Or we could take a walk through the market together and talk as we go.  No-one would probably be surprised at me going shopping, anyway... or whatever else you think might work for you..." She kind of trails off.