It isn't until after Florida has settled in that she wanders into the main room. Her pace slows when she sees the man and her eyes are immediately drawn to his knitting supplies. He had mentioned yarnbombing York's room, but she hadn't realized the supplies may have been his own and that it was a hobby of his.

There's no words as she stares. Only a raised brow as she takes in the image of Florida preparing to knit.