You're standing in the kitchen, finishing up the last of the dishes, when the door abruptly opens, slamming against the wall. Your initial fear of an intruder quickly evaporates when you hear Ellie's voice, saying a string of curses as she enters.

She flings her bag onto the floor, letting it hit the wall, sitting in the nearest chair to sulk. You rest your head on her lap in a way to comfort her, and you notice the immediate relaxation in her body at the gesture.