"From what I've heard, Chicago is a smaller scale New York with more wind?" he offered with a slight tease in his pitch, attempting to keep things light. It looked as if everything was starting to sink in. Maybe he needed to back off the information dump.

Luke kept an eye on her in his peripheral with the occasional glance, mostly looking ahead to where they were walking. "You could come to the tavern if you need cooked food. Market has fresh fruits and vegetables. I heard some arrivals were getting staples in their assigned quarters to start off with. There was a week long festival when I arrived that provided food..." He remembered mentioning bathing to her.

"If you need a hand with getting the water for a bath, I don't mind. I found a way I can carry a few buckets at once. Or if you're not body shy then there are bath houses around. One for men, one for women, one for those who don't really care." They were nearing her place so he slowed his step, stopping when just outside her door. "This looks like it. I can leave you to get settled or if you wanna change, I'm heading to the tavern for work. I'll get you something to eat if you're hungry."