[ Derek can tell that she's pulling back from potentially an urge to ask why he took so long; there's something about the look on her face that suggests it and he honestly can't blame her. It's a little sketchy that he waited to answer and he knows that. Derek just appreciates that she's willing to respect his uncertainty by not prodding him for more information. He hopes that the apologetic smile he gives her in return silently illustrates that appreciation.

A small laugh escapes him and he nods as he leads the way toward the archives. ]

I'm starting to wonder if this place is a little too good to be true. It's so chill here and I'm not really...used to that. [ He looks back over at her and lifts his eyebrows in question. ] Where are you from?