"Huh? Oh yeah. Well I figure he has his uses. And if I get in a pinch and can't escape he's stronger then I am." She reasoned. Noir grumbled "And I'm just so happy to facilitate your hobbies." The sarcasm was dripping off his voice.

As for the subject of her hobby, "Well the amount of fine art around here leaves me wanting. And there's not a particularly well established black market for things. So mostly I just steal what I want and need for my apartment. My day job is just so I don't get bored." She smirked.

"It's very frustrating to think that we get uprooted by the powers that be to save this world, and they don't see fit to give us everything for free to keep us happy. Come on, how are we supposed to work in these conditions? Those apartments don't even have kitchens."