It wasn't until Barty parked the car by the house that he realised he could have turned on music for her. Sam would have done it. Sam always liked music. Sam was the one to teach him that it could be nice to have sound in the background, but it still didn't readily occur to him. He turned to Eleven and gestured to the book and the toy. "Take your things with you, eh? We're there now."

That said, he got out of the car, walked around it and opened up the door for her to get out as well. The lights on the outside of the house had gone on when he'd stepped foot on the path. Movement sensors. Useful for them.

"Let's go inside. We are home. Home."