She wasn't really headed anywhere except bed; the long bike ride had worn her out, especially since the original idea had been to help her sleep. She was headed upstairs anyway...
"I'm headed upstairs anyway, and I don't know about the two of you, but I haven't tested the elevator since all this shit started and I'm not about to," she responded, possibly the longest sentence she'd uttered yet. It simply echoed the thought in her head, added to the hope that she'd remember from where she'd seen or met Dorcas before. Worst came to worst she could always just ask.
"Laughter? That's not creepy at all," she commented, and without waiting for someone to make the first move towards the stairwell, she started the procession with a quick turn on her heel once she'd collected her bike helmet.