A siren. [ She confirms, a little more solemnly, considering where her inspiration came from. Still, at his joke, she snorts and rolls her eyes.] I'm sure you'd at least enjoy the attempts to repopulate. [ Even if it wouldn't work.]

[ When he asked if she had a place to stay, she shook her head, glancing at him a little hopefully.] Not yet, [ Which means she slept on the streets last night, like she had when she was younger. She didn't like that desperate feeling, especially after living in the lap of luxury because of Vex in Eudio.]

It can't be worse than the couch in the Crack House.