"It's okay. I've heard worse." Naea took the opportunity to just stay out of the movers' way--hell, the first time she'd moved into Pax, it was mostly just her and a few people from the restaurant. David had conveniently decided to get 'caught up' with work. She knew how much of a pain in the ass moving was.
She turned her blue gaze back to him and offered a polite smile and a small wave. "Linnaea Benson," came the response to Steven's suggestion of starting over. "Most people just call me Naea. I live on the second floor. It's nice to meet one of my music collection."