[ It's her turn to look a bit surprised, brows lifting slightly when he steps to the side, but she isn't going to ask questions and risk having him turn her away. So she ducks slightly so she doesn't hit her head (a hazard of being too damn tall) and makes her way inside, being sure to take a proper look around like the nosy woman that she is. ]

Thank you.

[ It's probably the first time in a while that she's said that to him and truly meant it with no sarcasm to be found. She goes to stick the bottle down on the closest table, not wasting any time in getting it open. ]

I see you recovered from the virus well enough. Did you have to go through that barbaric cure or were you strong enough to fight it off on your own like some?