"He had to go somewhere when he got here and let's be real, I'm one of the only people around here who knows how to handle him" She pointed out, seeing no issue with them being roommates.
Michael Guerin was a lot to take on a good day and it took a special kind of person to be able to tolerate him on a daily basis. She'd become one of those special people when they worked together day in and day out to bring back Isobel. During that time, she'd become rather fond of him and that fondness that had grown since he arrived in Goodland with her and they began living together. Nowadays, she has his back and he had hers and she wouldn't have it any other way.
Her eyebrows furrowed when he talked about her moving on. "Moved on? What?" She repeated, taking in what he said. It was then that she connected all of it and she shook her head. "Max, no. I haven't moved on. Not with Michael, not with anyone. I care about him, yes, but it's you that I love. You're it for me" She reassured him, her eyes looking into his as she reached up and touched his face again. "We're just friends. I promise you"