That sounds perfect. [He grins, and keeps peering at the flat.

It's nice, and somehow, it feels like Hibiki. Comfortable and warm despite being drafty. He can tell it's a place that hadn't seen a lot of people recently, what with the empty spaces and corners here and there, the emptiness that keeps a place from looking well-lived. He surely knows his room back at the House looked over-lived, mess and all.] Is there anything I can help with? I'm not much of a Chef, but I can help carry stuff out of the kitchen if necessary.