That reminder makes her wonder if this was something that she did just for her or for anybody else she's been put in charge with. A part of her has quiet hope that it was just for her but she isn't brave enough to ask at this point. Instead she gives a small nod at this point, even though she's still turned away from her guard and quietly packing her bag.

She packs a few more items before she takes a breath and, "Do you have...to rush off after I get home?" It's not like her to be timid, really. She stands on stage and her entire life up until the point she arrived in this human land was to lure people onto her island. To their doom. A thought that she likes to ignore whenever possible. She is mostly used to being in control and getting her way but this was different.

It also completely slips her mind that when she gets home she still needs to wash and clean herself. Although she's been around for a few hundred years, the majority of her life up until this point was on a secluded island with her sisters so.. her apartment was small. There wouldn't really be anywhere to hide her transition when she goes to bathe...in her tiny apartment bathtub.