The need for fresh air after 'prison' didn't hit Juno right away, but it had grown in the back of her mind until she couldn't ignore it anymore. Especially when windows didn't cut it, and sleep wouldn't come. Something about being in the cold taking the air from all sides felt terribly appealing as she looked out the window, so she put on her wintry clothes, boots and accessories and shushed Morena as the cat looked up curiously.
She unlocked the door, realizing for the first time that she didn't need extra locks, door bars and chairs against the door for any other purpose than if Morena grew to be a little shit which she probably would. She was a cat. But that wasn't the point. The point was that despite all other dangers, the immediate one was gone. His room was probably bared already, which she would've liked to see, if only to wipe the vivid image of his dead body away from her head. It hadn't been as pleasant as Juno had hoped for.
It was a short walk to the back porch, and once outside Juno relished in the smell of cold and snow, the sound of it crunching beneath her boots. It took her a little while to realize someone else was there with her, not that far for how much room the porch allowed. Tobias. Juno frowned, wondering whether to announce herself or not. She leaned against the wall just outside the door as she decided. Finally, she let out a weak, "Hey."