Sook played with her hands a little, a bit unsure about where to rest them. She was an adult, she had been on a lot of dates, so why was she so damn nervous about going out with Bohannon? "Well you look a lot better now. Healthier, I mean. It looks good, really does..." There were times she'd been worried about him being on his own when it was snowing or when there was weirdness going on.
"Coffee would be great, thanks," she replied, hoping it was okay to take a seat as she sat down in one of his chairs. His place was a reflection of the man, she though. Rough-hewn wood, bare decorations, handmade things. It was pretty colonial to her, but the smell was amazing. Leather and wood, things that would remind her of home and history.