"You weren't awake for it in Millsport." Not that this is a bad room: enough space to sit and to sleep, a door that presumably leads to a bathroom, every fixture clean and good-quality. Plenty of people in Bay City have far less to their name.

She stabs another bite of fish with her fork at the word blender. For the most part, she goes about her dinner like she's expecting it to last a little while - not quite as leisurely as she'd be at a family dinner, but not the Kristin-has-five-minutes-to-eat wolfing her mother despairs of. "And you didn't?"