"I wish I was good enough to do that." He mused more to himself, looking over the image, before moving on with her. At her question, he snorted, his lips curling in a small smile.

"You really are from out of town, huh?" It was not said in a bad way, just a bit amused is all. "We do. The Hargreeve's mansion, basically. More like Sparrow Headquarters. We each have a small room in the house." He frowned, looking at something else on another wall, darker looking. "I suppose it sounds a bit pathetic, to some, but it's a team thing now. We all stay because of work, really."

[ooc: damn man, cake sounds wonderful right now...]