[She grins excitedly at Loki before fumbling the lock open. Pushing the door open, she goes in. She's expecting a mattress on the floor, maybe a couple of mismatched chairs. Maybe an oven, a toilet, a shower. Not this. She stands, taking it all in, before gently reaching for the table and running her hand over it's top.]
This - this is real, no? This is really here, like this? For me?
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This - this is real, no? This is really here, like this? For me?