It's a mutual sentiment, at the very least; too much intrusion would be politely but coldly received. Her friend, there. They're few and far between, and time oughtn't be wasted.

Ivy for their part manages to channel curiosity a little more than outright fear. Adjusting, slowly. However friendly the invitation, however, they have an unconscious dad to wait for. A vigil they won't be swayed from. Misty smiles apologetically.

"Best not to push it, they're shy, having a rough time right now. Gentle's the right way to go though. Acclimate a little."