Yes, just like there is no reason for her to take note of where the doors are or to commit it to memory.

"I'm allowed to just stop by and visit, aren't I?" She has to ask, glancing over at him with a small grin. "I mean, hanging out is sort of our thing, isn't it? That doesn't have to change once I start working as your cook, right?"

There is a slight pause when his hand brushes against her and leaves a little trail of electricity in its place. "Hmm. Do you have a torch?"