Of course Rivain, an expected answer but one he is happy to hear her say anyway. And elaborate on, a slightly skeptical raise of his eyebrow at the prospect of his apartment's loveliness in comparison, but then again, he's stayed in much worse places as well.

Mirroring, a little, he runs his fingertips along where two of her necklaces form a roped tangle and run along her neck, separating them out, and then settling that hand on her back.

"Perhaps Riftwatch should relocate," he says, in a tone of that sounds wonderful. "But I'd much rather simply go with you."

That nagging tether.

"You could be there right now, if you wanted," a little quieter. There's a question there. "Leave all this nonsense behind, or never have gotten into it at all."