There's was no way she was admitting she'd had issues with the way they were transported, but it was easy enough to say, "I was so taken with the fact we had a kitchen, I didn't really feel the need to go beyond it right away." She grinned faintly, gesturing with the hand that held the cookies. "Eh, I didn't expect thrilling, but it's a good sight better than what we left, isn't it?" she said. "A bed to myself, a bathroom to myself, and a kitchen." She wasn't fooled, it was still prison, but it was one she liked a lot better so far.