Rachel was...well, she would never get a driver's license. She had no shame in turning her head and peering at anything that caught her attention as they passed. She hadn't seen Seattle before after all, why not stare and tilt her head and crane around?

His house, once they'd arrived and she'd taken a grocery bag so she was helping, was eyed. Carefully. In that way that meant she may not be only looking at the paint. "It makes you feel safe," she noted after a moment.