Hannah had been staying extremely quiet as of late and not just as a result of nerves. Though, truthfully, she wanted everything to go well with meeting Neville's gran. Hannah could see things, potentially, falling apart if it didn't. The idea that some woman she had never met had such a profound impact on her future was scary. Not only that, but the details Neville had offered were sparse and few between. It made the entire idea rather scary.
But that hadn't been the cause of her quiet as of late. Rather, the fear in the back of her mind about Winchester running about had combined with everything to make it feel easier to simply shut down a bit. She didn't want Neville to worry or end up hurt because of her. She also, of course, had no desire for anything to happen to Lucy. Her life had gone from Cloud Nine to reality... and she didn't like it.
Finally, she came out of Neville's bedroom with a dress on and a shrug over it. She had gotten Lucy ready a bit ago wearing a blue flowered dress and a really rather comfortable little grey sweater. It was something to allow both of them to look dressed up while still being comfortable. As it was, Hannah was simply hoping the comfort would keep Lucy happy during the exchange to come.
"Do I look okay?" Hannah asked, facing Neville. "I have a plain black dress I can change back into, but I thought it looked a bit too much like I was in mourning and I wasn't sure - I - is this too bright? Too... abstract?"