Monica
"Do instructors actually leave this place? I thought you all lived here." 

She mused, Her left hand lowering to her stomach as it was still rather sore from the punch she took from earlier. She couldn't say she was feeling very hungry right now, if anything she wanted to find some corner to sleep in seeing how she didn't have a place to call him.

 "Thanks for the kind offer, but I should be getting home. I have.. A cat.. To feed.." 

She stole a glance at Sirdan's face, hoping her lie was convincing enough.
Albert
"Of course. Most of us instructors are higher ranked member, many of us have our own house in the city"

"There is an apartment of some sort for the members that are more poor - affording a house isn't easy and many of our common members make a living doing double duty as law enforcement."

*He pointed at a large apartment complex and some compounds above*

*Sirdan seems very unaware of the plight of the person before him*
Monica
"I get it, you all have cozy lives. Am I free to leave or is there something you need from me?" 

*She let out a yawn, she was exhausted from training for so long and could go and sleep for a day straight. She wished she had a backpack for all the weapons she owned but instead she held the hand scythe in her left hand as always.*

"How come you don't make enough to just be an instructor? Why work at a restaurant on the side?"
Albert
"You're free to leave." *He nodded.*

*He thought about the proper answer to her question.* 

"I work at it as a hobby - mostly on the weekend. My partner own the restaurant and earns plenty - as for me, I mostly do mercenary work and a bit of instructions when there's nobody that needs their heads bashed in - which is most of the time." 

"But a warrior have needs beyond fighting everyday."