Boris walks a few assessing circles around the base of his ball, as he always does, and then settles. Robin closes the lid and gently sets the ball on the ground, sidestepping it so that he's got a clear path around the room. The task done, she looks to Steve and offers him a tiny grin. They're both definitely whipped for a hamster.

"Yeah. None of the furniture was mine and I didn't have much besides the hamster tank and I didn't want to deal with that on the bus." Robin nudges him and then points to the sizable duffle bag. "This is more than a bindle!" It's not much but it still feels like the start of something, a footprint to prove her presence.