Thirteen smirked at the inclusion. "The more, the merrier," she answered. She would have offered a hand, but this wasn't exactly that kind of situation. In any case, the box she was holding was a bit on the heavy side, so she held onto that rather than trying to conform to social politesse.
The dark-rimmed blue eyes that swept over each of them was calmly, quietly assessing, but whatever conclusions Thirteen made, she kept to herself. There was only a hint of satisfaction as she arched a brow of her own and looked at the one who had initiated the invitation. "Your room, then?"