Jurd poked his finger into the pouch that held Karom, the mantis playfully prodding at his digit with its forelegs. For a terrifying predator of the insect world, the little guy was awfully tame with Jurd, not even scratching his skin despite using those same limbs to painfully capture prey before eating them alive. "I'd like that. Karom would like that too. He'd like some insects to hunt too. He can probably do small mice now, though. He's gotten an awful lot bigger". Jurd removed his finger from his pet's carrier and opened a different pouch, taking a small brown leaf from it which he then proceeded to nibble on, his lips slightly staining yellow. 

"Yeah, lets do that then", he muttered between nibbles. "You pick the room Renee. I'd like it if we didn't have too many neighbors, though. People here are weird". As he said this, very quietly so only Renee would hear obviously, he was specifically looking at the shouting redhead brandishing a spear and the white haired guy who carried a saber, walked around really slow for some reason, glared at everyone and was now gesturing towards a nearby tree. Were rich people always wierd? The richest people near his swamp had all been wierd and awful, one moment they asked his family for medicine to fix their injured arm then they were throwing rocks at them as soon as they felt healthy.