She was quiet for the whole walk back, head resting on his shoulders. By the time they got to the building, she stopped shaking and she managed a shaky smile in the elevator. "No idea, I don't trust it-"
She moved slightly in his arms, intending to get on her feet again. She actually knew the people in the building - it was one thing to walk in after having obviously crying, another to be carried in by someone. People would assume the worst after all.
The elevator moved under them, pausing on the ninth floor before going to the penthouse floor and opening it's doors. Lotte sighed, letting her head lean against Diego's arm.