Asad tried to return her bright tone with a smile of his own, but the smile didn't quite reach his eyes. True, he was feeling less miserable, but that didn't mean he was truly happy.

"Well enough," he answered her. It was a slight lie because really he had grown too dependent on the Marks and on mage arts. He was good at it and it made sense to use what he was best at. But things were different in this world.

So he tries for a subject change instead. He looks towards the colored fabric. "Getting settled in then? You're lucky it's getting warmer, it was still snowing when I arrived."