Becky smiles, flashing Luther a grateful look. "I'll be fine Dad, it's nothing serious, you don't have to worry about me." She starts to head out of the room, leading Luther behind. "Let me show you around quickly, and then you'll know I'll be OK here..." She starts the tour in the basement. A largish room with an entrance leading down below the staircase, it has only the one entrance. Small windows line the top of one wall, although, as she points out, they can be very easily and securely covered. There's plenty of room for her bed and her stuff in there, and its easily the safest room in the whole house, and wouldn't take too much effort to make cosy.
Leading him back upstairs, she eagerly shows him around the rest of the house, letting him assess the entry and exit points so he can see that she truly will be safe making her 'haven' here. She finishes the tour in the kitchen, curiously poking her head into the fridge, to see what's there. Forgetting his earlier comments about food, she extracts a can of Coke from the rack in the door, popping it open and taking a sip. She looks at the can suspiciously. It doesn't taste bad exactly, it's just not as satisfying as usual... With a shrug, she takes another gulp, offering a second can to Luther. "You want one?"