Hannah took the baby when she was offered and then looked at him, listening to what he had to say? Wait. What was he saying? She didn't understand, "Oh, Neville, no you didn't offend me. Really, I swear." she tried to reassure him as she readjusted the child in her arms, "It's just... it's been a long time and I'm not entirely sure that I'm ready to...." she stammered, trying to make it make sense, even to her.
"I haven't done anything like that since Marcus died... and I'm not sure how to start again." she finally admitted, "You were a perfect gentlemen, I swear."
Her house was simple, a mixture of child's toys and natural tones. There were many potted plants all around the small studio flat. There was a kitchenette off to the left of the small fireplace and it was just more of a cabin type feel then a metropolitan apartment. Her couches were olive tone and tan, a soft looking fabric, but very simple. The wooden pieces were a clean cut light colored wood. It was simple and more about her plants then decoration.