And by the time the afternoon rolled around, Rosa was definitely deep in that reorganization project, because that axe was a centerpiece. All of weapons were spread out all over the room, as she got easily distracted with one piece or another, and she had a lot of weapons and a lot of memories there.

Shw probably wouldn't have noticed the knock if Arlo 2 hadn't started barking. Confused, she set aside a katana, scrambled over a few pistols, and made her way to the door, peeking through the peephole.

Oh.

A little fiddling with some definitely more-than-standard locks later, she opened the door.

"Tightpants."

And her bed covered in weapons right now. How's that for timing?