"Yeah, I know," Isaac says before looking up at her. Before he asked her why she wasn't sitting, he realized she was waiting for him to tell her where to sit, like he did when they were in her room. Not wasting a second, he reaches out, takes her hand, and guides her down into the spot next to him. "You don't have to wait for me to tell you where to sit, you know," he says, wrapping his arm around her. "Even though this is my room, it's still your apartment, after all."