"I'll do that when we can snag a place with more room. As soon as we get a chance to live anywhere outside the barracks, I say we snag a place where the walls aren't so damned thin and only go part of the way up. I don't like having to keep the volume down, you know." Either in bed or out of it, Korrin's never quiet. Constantly remembering that she has to go against her nature for the sake of being considerate is wearing a little thin.

"And I think I can get you a good picture, sure. The Gallows is still a horror palace, but one good thing about it is that there's a library. I might just be able to find something there. You don't want my impression as a solo reference, because I wasn't that close or I wouldn't be alive now to talk about it. It was fucking huge and there was lightning." Korrin shrugs, sure that doesn't help much but that's why she'll do some hunting at the library later, and hope that restless spirits won't throw too many books at her.

She'll finish her chopping before awaiting further instruction, glancing around. "Where's my favorite stole? I'd have thought he'd hang around here, waiting for us to drop something so he could snatch it." That Korrin would slip him a little something when she could goes without saying.