Normally Heather would have been a little wary of someone just walking up to her house. But he seemed pleasant enough. And she was on her third cup of coffee, so she was fairly chipper. "Good morning." She offered with a smile. "I would offer some coffee but I'm afraid I just finished off the pot." She lifted the cup. And she was just wary enough not to want a stranger in her house to prepare more.
"I"m Heather. Are you visiting? Or you one of the new captives?" It was a little hard to tell guests from employees sometimes, especially if she didn't know the face.