The hand on her back didn't surprise her. It was a thing guys did, usually. Right? She did like the gentle, but strong, show of affection. Something that seemed to flow through males no matter their origin. Friend or Lover.
"Did you have someplace in mind? I mean the apartments are pretty safe, the basement is kind of bombshelter style." There were boxes of clothing, used most likely, foodstuffs. And the washerdryer units.