Her lips twitch up at the corners at the light tease that's tangled through his words. He can't help himself, can he? It's a way to be both honest and keep a distance at once, a skill Kaz has long-since perfected. "I know," she says definitively, no betrayal of certainty to be found.

"We should find you a room," she says softly, glancing over at him again. "If... you want to stay here." She thinks she knows the answer, but she will never pretend to be able to predict him so easily. "I can talk to Mag. I think there's a room next to mine and Jesper's." The closer the three of them can be, the better.