I hope so. One of the people on the beach told me you could just... have a house?

[ But his tone says more than enough about how Mako feels about that. At least in Deerington they woke up in houses. Mako has this vague idea that they'll claim one only to find it haunted or blood-covered or get kicked out by angry locals the next day, or charged more than either of them could ever afford. Wu doesn't exactly have a king's salary anymore.

He does quietly, covertly, scritch Fritter's ear in an offering of peace. ]

We'll figure something out. Hotel or house or... I don't know, I've slept in worse than alleys.