“Oh-!” she stammered, looking down at her hand and then back at the Inquisitor. Priya smiled, grateful. It saved her the effort of interacting with the physical world. “Ye-yeah, well, I mean- The door is for you. I can just- Yeah. You know that.”
The spirit huffed out a self-conscious laugh and scrubbed her palms on her jeans as if they were sweaty. After she quickly swallowed the sound, Priya gave the man some space to open the door, ducking her head to slip through it and onto the roof.
The evening was cool and getting cooler with the sun going down. The tiny seating area the guys had set up lacked cushions. The thick padding was stored next to the door, safe from the elements under the awning. Setting one up for Theo would be a tremendous effort but she did manage to click the lights on, giving the space a more welcoming glow.