I'm hardly in a position to do anything about your complaints now.

[He smiles, he's shrugging, he probably wouldn't anyway. Lunafreya is the representation of his fate and the way he'd been forsaken. Now, if she was interested in helping with a dark scourge plan, and revenge and whatnot, he's all ears.]

I've found myself a nice, modest abode where I was directed to. Why? Would you like to come around for tea?

[He sounds so thoroughly amused by the notion.]