Maeve, upon seeing the message, made her way from her apartment, down to the lobby. She'd gone for a burgundy wrap top, a pair of blue jeans, and black flats. She wanted to keep it simple. As simple as she could anyway. She didn't really know what to expect. She understood the uncertainty that lingered about whether or not you were dangerous. And they all were in their own ways.
Once she got to the lobby, she looked around. The girl was scared, so it wouldn't be just anyone that lived here. It was easy enough to spot the most terrified person in the room, so she made her way over. She stopped a few feet away if only to give her some personal space and keep her from feeling overly anxious at her arrival.
"Hello, darling." It was a simple enough greeting. She studied the girl quietly for a moment. "Let's take a walk, then. There are an awful lot of people here." Not that there weren't outside, but there was space out there that wasn't afforded indoors. You could only get so far from someone. "I'd like to hear more of your story and I'll share what I can of my own."