Properties and ownership mean less here, in a place where someone could simply up and disappear between one hour and the next, leaving all their belongings behind and every memory they've made here. It's something of an eerie concept, but it also adjusts what it really means to own a home and to call it your own, when everything is just so transitory. It also serves to make Ellen want to pursue everything she's aiming to do, because she doesn't know how much time she has here, how much will be made available to her, before she finds herself back home again. "Well, I've already done the shoes part," she admits, stepping gingerly on tiptoes as she walks, too trained in the action of wearing heels to turn off the posture right away. "You could show me your favorite room," she suggests.