Gwen returned it with no less enthusiasm that she always did, although she did give Owen's chest a bit of a thump, mildly admonishing for playing that sort of stunt on his patron. But, well, Owen and his dad. Their dynamic would be an interesting observation in anthropology, that was for sure.

"You're welcome." Stepping away to toss her duffel gently in the guest room's door, she returned to head back down the stairs with him. "Do you think he'd mind my med bag sitting out of the way in the kitchen? It sort of needs to be in a general area, easily reachable." Which was why she kept it in the kitchen back at home.