It makes perfect sense. Nothing is exactly the same when you rebuild. Still, the prospect of seeing it wholly different is more disappointing than she thought it would be.

"Yeah," she says, doing her best to shake it off. "I know. I mean, it's obvious."

She leans back in her chair, letting out a breath. It's not her home. It makes her antsy, anyway, so there's no point in being bothered by it. "So what made you start? Rebuilding."