If she thinks about it too hard, most spaces on the Barge can wig Shaw out, which is why she never lets herself think about it too hard. Some places are harder to swallow than others, though, and this one - with its impeccable outdoor feel, its obvious fakery - gets to her more than most. She freezes in the doorway for a second or two, going blank and still and rigid, then forces herself to step into the cabin.

"I'm good. No, actually, uh-- coffee. Sure."

She watches the dog, though doesn't try to approach or hold a hand out the way she normally would. She can appreciate an animal who is skeptical of strangers.