He mentally gestures at Mimeon and Casmeen.

“They’re able to avoid the bad parts! They don’t have to deal with people being mad about stolen books, and also coming into existence falling out of the sky. Without pockets.”

Snort. "Fair." Though he thinks her sire-dearest's main flaws are upstream of the way they affected her personally. They're just an overall terrible person.

“Well, yes, but how it affected me personally makes their flaws very obvious and hard to overlook, you know?”

"I still think the likes of Mimeon and Casmeen are just willfully blind." Or too ambitious and selfish themselves to care.

"Oh, I agree, and I do not want to go up top and be fawned over and called 'revered one' while they completely fail to register my status as a person, just. I sort of understand how they could find it easy to overlook."

Aleks gives her a noncommittal shrug at that. "At any rate, what are your sleeping preferences?"

"I'll stay with you, if you don't mind."

"Sure. I can get you a mattress or something."

"That would be great, thank you!"

He lives in an actual proper building, rather than one of the tents or shanties, on the second floor. When they get to the door, though, he stops and frowns. "Haven't used the door in forever," he mutters, mostly to himself. "One moment."

Then he vanishes.

... Wait he can teleport??

And he uses his teleportation to skip unlocking his door?

She is so charmed.

A couple of minutes later there are door unlocking noises and he opens the door from the inside to welcome her in.

His duckling of a castoff bounces inside and gets to looking around curiously.

It's spacious enough, for a single person.

The door opens to a living room with a sofa and a couple of armchairs around a dark rug in front of a timberless, chimneyless hearth. Behind one of the chairs, nestled against a wall, there is a ceiling-height bookshelf with holographic titles displayed, and next to that same chair on a corner table lies an electronic book reader, screen unlit.

To the left there is a small kitchen unit, separated from the living room by a counter and a pillar. The fridge seems to offer a fairly wide array of synthetic nutritional goop, but other utensils seem sparse and unused.

To the right is a hallway with two closed doors, presumably to a bathroom and bedroom. There doesn't seem to be any real windows anywhere although there are a couple of frames that show a fake holographic outside.

"Home sweet home."

She finds this house intensely charming, and does not regret choosing to live with him instead of going to find an inn or something.

"Awww! It's very cozy. I like it."

He's not sure if she's just saying it but whatever. He likes it. It (usually) has no people.

Anyway here's a bathroom (does her body even need it?) with a laser shower and disintegrating toilet, and here's his bedroom with a queen-sized floating bed, a closet, and another fake window.

"I am not just saying it, I really do find it nice and cozy, and... probably? If nothing else I do bleed, and mud exists, so." She bounces on the balls of her feet, looking around and smiling. "Your home has a lot of neat tech, it must have been tricky to cobble this all together."

"Teleportation can get you some pretty interesting jobs even without going into crime," he says, shrugging. "I made do, over the years."

Translation: he worked his ass off for a bit, got a lot of money, and now lives off his savings and the occasional odd job for Fulsome or whomever else.

"Aww! I'm glad. I uh, hope I'm not imposing? I have no idea if I'm a pleasant roommate or not."

"I suppose we'll find out."

And if she's not she will doubtlessly nobly leave or something. It seems like her.

"I don't think it'd be nobly," she snorts. "It would be uncomfortable to be in a place I wasn't wanted?"

"You're very good at trying to pretend you're not noble." It's a refreshing change of pace, honestly.

"I don't think anything I've done is particularly noble? I guess wanting to find my siblings new bodies counts, but. Getting along with people seems practical."

This is an unconvinced Aleks.