She steps aside to give him room to maneuver through the hall, and pauses briefly while considering the door -- after a moment she leaves it open, although she's sure it will close before the next person arrives. Magic rooms do stuff like that, apparently. Still, on the off chance it doesn't, maybe the next person to show up will find an open door; that would be nice. That's her good deed of the day. Well, second good deed, actually.

"They're pretty understanding about that! Like I thought it would take forever to find a job 'cause you've not got any references, yeah? And back where I'm from there's like, totally still a recession, people can't find work anywhere, it takes months. But they're cool with it if you're new, and they'll like, give you an advance maybe to cover your rent or for you to stay here for a bit till you find a place -- least, that's what most of 'em said when I asked around. Here, the front desk's down this way --" She turns delicately on the heel of her enormous shoes and heads down the hall to the stairs. "There's a job office or something around here but you've got a couple days to just, like, chill if you want to, figure things out. It'd be nice if they gave you more time to settle in but I guess they get impatient even though it's hella rude to just expect people to get over the whole multidimensional kidnap thing overnight."