Lucy walked through the door slowly, taking a moment to take her in surroundings. She was careful to identify every possible weapon and exit. That habit was hard to break. "Thank you." She said automatically. There was little time for chivalry in her time, not even the simple act of holding a door. She took a few more steps inside and tried to take in as many details as she could. Maybe something would trigger a childhood memory. Her fingers trailed over the decor; it was all grander than anything she knew.
She nodded. "Yeah." She was almost always hungry. "It's been a couple of days since I've eaten." Maybe more.