"Doesn't sound that crazy to me," Lisa remarked. "Reality can be kinda subjective... to me." Not to everyone. She could accept that reality tended to be pretty steady for everyone else. She just didn't get why that was preferable.
Lisa's entire posture changed when the door opened to the craft room and she saw what was inside. "This is amazing!" she declared, walking past Cecilia and in. "This is even better than my studio!" True, it was lacking half-finished pieces, her couch and her little Keurig that Benny had gotten her one birthday, but it was still amazing. Rewinding a bit, Lisa stopped, having already picked up a pen, and turned back to where Cecilia was standing. "Okay. First floor, right? Your name is on the door, like how I should have my name on my door..." That would be a fun little project. Lisa felt herself grinning. "What, don't think I should stay here or in my room away from everyone else until you figure out if I'm 'safe' or not? I can wander?"
Lisa would wander whether she was told she could or not, but the preceding conversation had left her thinking she was going to be given boundaries of some sort.