Tabitha was about to hold out a hand but found that it wasn't necessary. She allowed herself a chuckle at the girl's embarrisment. "It's quite alright," she assured the young woman. "Believe me my brother has done much worse than that in our years," she laughed, pushing the door open more and taking a step back.
"And the way the janitorial staff is during the summer?" she shook her head again. "Why don't you come in," she spoke gently. "Take a seat on a chair instead of on the floor."