Ssilissa was hanging about, since, after all, she lived here too. "That was exactly what I thought, my first day," she murmured, stepping around the corner. In fact, it had been, too. She'd been thinking of how much it reminded her of the Sophronia. "But then, I do have a bit of a soft spot for old, ah... well-used things and places."

She gave him a little smile, leaning against the corner. "It could stand with a new coat of paint, but we'd have to find somewhere to live while we painted it."

She extended a long, slender hand to him. "I'm Ssilissa. I suppose you must be new - which is why you may want to look up."