Laura is as relaxed as anyone has ever seen her, here. She's never completely comfortable anywhere, but she doesn't have that tension she normally does, like she expects to have to draw a weapon or flee at any moment. She still has an ear out for danger, but it's statistically unlikely anyone is going to try to attack this nondescript-looking house, and they'd be a damn fool for trying considering who lives in it.

"This is Kiden. She arrived several days ago. She has no money and nowhere to go." As usual, saying more than a few words at a time sounds like a struggle for her, let alone impressing upon him how important Kiden is to him -- Laura has no room for sentimentality, but her actions speak pretty clearly: she wouldn't have brought her here if it weren't so. She would have left her at the Inn or let her wander around to take care of herself. "She is my friend from... before." Before Paris, before Utopia, before Xavier's... pick one.

She turns to look at both of them, a little unsure. She's never had to introduce two strangers together before, at least, not when nobody's trying to kill anyone else. She's filled her being normal quota for the day, now everybody else gets to figure this out.