Vanya is beaming now as Allison tugs her up the stairs. They almost got to this place before she let "Leonard" mess everything up for her. Without the barrier of the Rumor or medication, Vanya's mind goes to dark places fast. She's squeezing Allison's hand rather than thinking about how she'd almost killed her. Not now. She needs this peace.

Allison answers and Vanya laughs. Allison is an exceptional person, not just in power but in resilience. Vanya spent so much time trying to be okay being ordinary that she found a couple chores she doesn't hate. Hell, she'll do all of them. For a little while, at least. She won't say that. Not in front of the boys, at least.

"Holy shit," Vanya breathes once they're on the topmost floor. There are five doors - two bedrooms on each side and a bathroom at the end of the hall. Briefly, she hopes there is more than one bathroom, but there has to be. God, there had better be.

She looks down from the bannister slackjawed. She supposes it's smaller than the Academy, but it's somehow more beautiful, even bare and waiting to be made whole. She feels the house buzzing with potential, sort of like her. Big, hazel eyes look all the way up at Allison.

"I can't believe he did this for us."