Indigo was suprised at the welcome, but stepped in, overwhelmed by the smell of pizza.
Still, though she hadn't had dinner, taking food would be overstaying her welcome, especially considering she only knew these people on a professional level.
Seeing Wolfram staring oddly at Camilla, she unconsciously muttered, "Post traumatic stress disorder is likely, could've been a psychiatrist." She gently touched his temples, hoping he wouldn't notice, and made the thought disperse. Then she leaned against the wall on her hands like they were extra heads.