[That smile, and sheer warmth, kept well in her tone; how soft the lights of her eyes still glowed. Music was special, and could hold so much meaning -even different meanings for different people!- that was reason behind why she believed it could be at least one key to helping humans and omnics understand each other better.

A wonderful thing to bond over, reach across the forced divide.]

Some are definitely not as kind as they look from the outside. Think that as long as you've got each others backs? You'll all hopefully go far, more so with that passion you have.

[Couldn't miss it in how Mayoi spoke, after all.]

Hey, anytime I'm around and you gotta check this sort of stuff out.

[And she did wait once they got there, keeping an eye out- and keeping the elevator right where it was to help make finding where it connected easier.

Iggy did walk them to her apartment, unlocking the door. Kept it rather simple, and given that it was Nightwake the furnishings were rather modern- but her record player was on a low table, a pair of headphones beside it. Records kept carefully on the shelf-like underside of the same table that fit them neatly.

There was, of course, touches of colors here and there by way of framed posters of a few local bands and things created by artists in a few different distracts. Frames 'thrifted' more or less.

Then there was a cat, black as a void, curled up and sleeping on one of the couch cushions.]

And this is where I've been staying, don't mind miss Janie Jones over there. She's pretty chill, which has been nice when it comes to any sort of roomie covered in fur.

[Iggy wasn't sure she could fully call the void cat a pet. Companion of the furry variety all the same.]