She rolls her eyes at his answer. Of course, Nikolai Lantsov likes company and people, and he'd have ventured to this alternate realm over and over if it meant he got to spread his wings and embrace the social butterfly he is. As if territory tensions would ever stop him from making connections.

"You'll have to tell me how you access it," she says as she takes a corner, expecting him to follow silently. She'll blame him if she's going the wrong way to the harbour. (She can feel the water close by; the sea's salt is thick in the air.)

Tipping her head upward, she informs him, "You're not welcome to mine."

She can be funny sometimes!