"I think if they were trying, that's the really important part." Mag said, reverting to her supremely sappy regular self as she poked around the apartment. The pleasantries of having a home were long forgotten to her, but she was particularly fond of the idea of having a fridge she could keep food in for as long as she wanted. When she came to the bathroom, something occurred to her.
"Ohmygod, a shower." She announced loudly, scrambling into the bathroom to turn it on and all but sticking her head into the stream of water. "I haven't seen a working shower in years."