They answer, and she smiles, a bit of the tension dropping from her shoulders. It's easier for her, if she has something to offer in exchange. Finally, she approaches, moving from the doorframe into the room properly.

"Do you want to start? Or should I? I happen to have some paper on me." She moves to reach and retrieve her journal, but stops herself, remembering it's not much of an option if she makes the choice for them. "Whatever's more comfortable for you."