I know exactly what you mean. ...About the privacy, not about what girls can get used to.

[Just in case that wasn't clear. And speaking of having a place to herself, she might want a chance to get settled in. Or to just try and make sense of this place in relative peace. He'd certainly needed some time for that. Stepping back towards the door, Alistair asks-]

Do you want some of that privacy now? I can show you where the kitchen is later - you know where to find me. [He stops and wags a finger at her reprovingly.] But you have to promise to come through the door this time alright? And to knock first. Without eavesdropping on me.

[He's so finicky sometimes.]