Her ears perked up. "Oh? If it's to pay to stay here, no need. You can stay for as long as you want, for free."
"As long as you keep it clean, that is."
Uriel shook his head, but just as he was about to continue, his eyes widened as he remembered.
"Oh! Thank god you're reminding me, how much do I owe you for the pills again? I totally forgot." He spoke apologetically, his mark flashing, ready to take out as many aether crystals as needed.
Ayah waved a hand dismissively. "There's no need. Your… sacrifice paid back more than I could have ever given."
The air tensed for the briefest moment at the mention of Uriel's Death Advent, but he himself didn't seem to mind, acting as though he hadn't heard her.
"Well, anyway," he said, setting his elbows on the table and leaning forward slightly, "that wasn't what I was going to propose, though I can't thank you enough for this."
"I don't really like sleeping in my dimensional space. Alone."
