"I ... don't know," Caitlin admits. "I guess I thought it would be less ... lived in?" It's still not quite the word she's looking for. It wasn't like this when the barge was playing musical chairs with all their cabins, but none of that actually matters now. "I think it means I misjudged you," she adds, a little more quietly. It's not just the cabin that reflects that, either, but she can't quite put her finger on what else it is. Maybe the fact that he'd actually tried to stop her. Or the fact that he wants to be better than he used to be. "I didn't give you the benefit of the doubt. I ... assumed you hadn't changed, and that everything here was all backwards, because I thought I shouldn't be an inmate. I'm ... sorry for that, too."