@Araby264Kara warily plucked at the strings of her hoodie at the remark about ‘fighting experience’. She’d been thinking about that since she came here, but she didn’t like what she’d come up with.
“I don’t know… I mean, I’m strong and all, but I’m not bulletproof and I’m not some kind of… comic book character or something,” she said, putting it the only way she really knew how. “I can’t jump onto a roof like the cat-lady did or dig into metals with my claws like the wolf-dude. And I don’t even have a tail that can double like a hand. I’m just… not really measuring up in this place I guess,” she said softly. If push came to shove, she was pretty sure she could hold out for a bit, especially with those fancy techniques of Lola’s that used an opponent’s strength against themselves. But in an all-out fight? From what she’d seen so far, she wasn’t looking to find out in a hurry.
Her expression cleared up at the second question.
“That sounds great!” she said enthusiastically. “I’ve never had a proper roommate before!” She hadn’t minded at the time, not really looking to spend time with people who thought of her as a ‘freak’, but it wasn’t like she stood out here.
“We can pick our own rooms right? Though I don’t really care which one we get.” She popped the last of her meat in her mouth, and stuck the bag of raspberries in her hoodie pocket for later. The novelty of the kitchen was fast wearing off, and she was itching to see a bit more of the place.
“You wanna go do some exploring? We didn’t get a chance to look at all those rooms yet, and it seems we’ll be staying here for now at least. Might as well know what we’re in for, right?”