[A grumble that is almost a growl.] Reasonable. [It's not given as a compliment. But then she sighs, frustrated still.] Everything's white. Not in a minimalist design sort of way. In a 'no one actually lives here' way. Like someone came through and wiped out every trace of anyone's identity. Like when you move into a new place, only there's furniture here that just blends into everything else.