[alas, that part is just... her. every circumstance thus far has been some amalgam of her not acting like herself, but this one? he'll get used to that feeling, probably.]

I- [she exhales a huff, running fingers through her hair and glancing down the nearby path.] Yeah, something like that. I should make something to eat, anyway.

[when he brings up a new home, Fan's gaze slips back to Dohalim as if scrutinising his intentions, but she shrugs a shoulder eventually.]

Sure, so long as you don't expect much. A place is just a place, after all. Decided you were tired of the cramped quarters?