Mmhmm. [ she's already comfy enough lounged out on the bed like this, but now that he's shifted to lay beside her she becomes even more aware of just how much heat he gives off merely by existing, warmth radiating outward, and that happens long before he touches her, fingers brushing the hem of her sweatshirt where she feels the weight of it against the curve of her hipbone. it prompts her to sidle in, and now she's so close that she barely needs to raise her voice above a murmur. ]

Yeah, security's a real bitch. Plus they make it almost impossible to have just anybody up here unless you put 'em on a list, and I know what a freakin' hassle it is for you every time you come since you don't have a contract or anything, and — [ she sighs, gives herself a second to collect her train of thought again before it derails. ] Livin' in the Down just seems... easier. Simpler. Better. Whatever you wanna call it. The kinda place a girl like me is suited for.