Maryanne was tougher than most, and harder to kill than most. She didn't age, had done very little since she'd become a mutant. So she wasn't worried in the slightest. Which is why she spent time with a werewolf, keeping him out of trouble. Didn't quake when met with gods from her own universe. She didn't give into fear. Laughed at it, and poked fun instead.
She didn't balk at the inside of his apartment. Most looked like that when you were trying to make them a home in between the weird shit that was happening. "You're very welcome. Where do you want me to put you?" She offered him a cheeky smile. She wasn't done with her duty. She didn't leave a man at his door to crumple in it.