She felt like she was staring at him, but she hoped she wasn't. It was just so strange to see someone who looked so much like Peter, but clearly wasn't. The way he held himself, the way he said things - it was all different. She wanted to ask him how old he was, but she thought that might be weird to do, especially right when you arrived.

"Are you sure you're okay?" He looked tired, after all. "...If you need anything, I'm in room 189." She paused, then suddenly worried about how that sounded. "Or, um, that woman over there?" She gestured to where Kitty was. "That's Kitty. She can also help you. Or anyone else, really. They're really nice." And now she was rambling. "But, um. yeah. I'd be happy to help..."