All the houses were much of a muchness, comfortable enough but bare. If she stayed and found the time there were things she might like to do at Peter and Miles' house but she'd cross that bridge later and in the future when they looked in the mood to discuss decorative pillows.
Homes were just walls, it didn't mean much to Claire, who'd live anywhere because it was mostly where she went to sleep between shifts. Or to stitch up some idiot in a mask. "I guess I know what to get you for your birthday, Lawn Gnomes it is," Claire said with an easy smile.
"Lead the way," she said as she nodded toward the door.