She looks at Alice curiously as she explains it. Frankly, the logic tracks. She'd have called it a non-birthday, herself, but the oppositional is...very human.

"Interesting. I have never had a birthday - I hadn't considered there would be an opposite. It makes sense."

She went to open the door to the room, stepping aside.

"I'd ask you to close your eyes," she said, "but you might stumble."

And inside, there were several additional couches, creating a sort of comfortable pentagon - filled with blankets and pillow. A lot of room to spread out and be relaxed in. Compared especially to the bunks on the train, it's a luxury. Or, at least, that's what she's hoping.