[ lorna exhales in a sigh of relief, though she still seems wary, tension held in her shoulders even as they lower slightly. good, so they're in the same situation as before. bad, there had been some sort of reset, which means something probably went wrong. ]

I'm Lorna. And it's fine. I just wanted to be sure we were on the same page.

[ she walks further into the room, taking stock of what they've got - more vintage wardrobe, more pictures. nothing that informs her of what could have lead them to a different location in the same place. ]

What do you remember about Santa Rosita? Besides waking up this morning.