This is going well. Okay, it's going – fine. Helly's guard is up, since she knows for a fact that if it was her and some stranger appeared on her doorstep grinning ear-to-ear, she'd be more than incidentally suspicious. But there's only so much you can do when you don't want to arouse suspicion but you want to talk to people about... things. Certain things.

So she smiles right back, and steps into the house, carefully closing the door behind her. Still can't be absolutely certain that she's not trapped in here with one of the local bootlickers, so she eyes Norton carefully between glancing politely around his home.

"So when did you move here?"