[Hakuno lets him have his way, letting him inspect her as he pleases. The rush of his mana is a more than generous trade-off, and she lets her eyes slip shut as it mingles with her own. She takes in the new living room when they open again, but refrains from commenting. All she does is nod, once.]

That's probably for the best, if you're offering. Francis Xavier knows where I keep food for him and Kuli, so they should be fine until I get back.

[The thought of a good night's sleep is more tempting than anything else could possibly be, in this moment.]