She turned slowly in his arms, wrapping her own around his middle as she put her head on his chest. For a while she just held him, trying to figure out how to say what she was thinking. Finally she sighed softly. "I have an apartment, I like it. I love this place." She shrugged slightly. "But I've been as comfortable in a back room surrounded by men who want nothing to do with me and or...or in a room around a patio with a fountain, hoping no one is looking in the windows. Home's a little weird for me."