David wasn't sure what to say. His lips pressed into a thin line as he debated his options. On the one hand, something inside of him was forcibly saying don't be friends, remember what she is. On the other hand, despite presenting a very intimidating front and having a knack for unnerving David, there was nothing to suggest she was a bad person.
"Maybe," he said, at last. Keep smiling, he told himself.
But the relief was there when she got to the point, and he almost didn't mind that he'd have to endure the walk with her. "That sounds great, thank you," David admitted. "Truth be told, I'd probably get lost. And forgot the room number before I got down the hall."