For a few moments, she watched him, allowing her face to press into his touch slightly before stepping back completely and regaining her composure. She was a lady, after all, even if titles meant nothing here. And she was feeling terribly exposed. Around strangers, she'd enjoyed the freedom this modern style of dress offered. But in the arms of the husband who she'd been denied so much of her time, it was a bit flustering. She avoided his eyes for a moment to pull herself together and then waved him inside.
"You just arrived? Have you even been given a room yet?" By rights, he was meant to be sharing her room. The thought made her a bit nervous, admittedly, and yet excited, too. But then she reminded herself that there was something off about this Robin versus the one she'd left. She needed to get more information out of him before she could make what would be a bold and inappropriate offer if those words hadn't been exchanged between them.
Glancing around at a living area full of technology and furniture he wasn't likely to understand, she gave a tiny smile. "Everything is different here. It takes time to understand. I can help, though. If you're willing." It would, of course, mean putting up with her stubborn nature. Despite the intense love she had for him, she knew she could be infuriating at times. She knew it because there were plenty of times he was infuriating to her. But she wouldn't trade it for anything.