"Not really," she answers airily, and without elaboration. Rose is free to make of that what she will - including if what she makes of it is that there might be more there than Savli just not finding her very intimidating.

Savli brightens up at Rose's offer - and, at the same time, at the click of the latch on the other side. It doesn't seem to even occur to her what that sort of even means. "Works fine for me!"

Really, the woman's offer combined with her general... not-the-breaking-and-entering-type vibe reminds Savli a bit of Vienna in their teens: Still so delicate, antsy about any trouble their parents' influence might not be able to smooth over, but determined to go along with Savli's ever-escalating thrill-seeking all the same.

It's cute.

She pushes the window open and hops onto the sill, offering Rose a hand to help her through. "Come on, then."