[It sounds like good bye, and she tries not to consider that too hard. It takes a moment for her to reply - she waits until her jaw unlocks. Tris, sensing that tenseness, inches closer, nearly curling up in her lap.]
Are you in your room? [It's not a necessary question, really - just a way of saying she doesn't want to do this in her room.]
[Private]
Are you in your room? [It's not a necessary question, really - just a way of saying she doesn't want to do this in her room.]