Honestly, she doesn't spare much of a glance at her surroundings. She does look, taking in one moment to see what kind of place 9S calls home now that they have more freedom to make their own space their own, but to her the most important thing in the room is 9S himself. Her eyes move back to him almost at once, hand squeezing his to try to calm him down a little more.

"It's perfect." She promises him, drawing him so carefully back to her. She kisses him once before she leads him herself to his bed, but she doesn't sit.

She puts her hands on his shoulders and presses him down first, has him sit down on the edge of the bed and then stands in front of him as she moves her hands to the ties keeping her skirt in place. Wordlessly she begins to untie it, letting him watch her as she moves through the mechanical steps of undressing herself.