Naria listened as he spoke. Nodding her head even though she was mainly just straightening things up. She wanted to make things nice and tidy. Ready for him to sleep. He had been looking for that scroll for a long time? How odd. People didnâ€™t usually take time to seek out old items such as scrolls. Not unless they were scholars or collectors. Even the occasional museum curator. She was curious as to what he meant by that but she didnâ€™t mention anything further. She was tempted to go ghost again. She wondered about this stranger who had bulldozed into her life on a blizzardy day such as this. She heard him speak about the soup and smiled. She loved chedder and brocoli soup. It was one of her favorite types of soup. She heard him speak more. â€œChedder and Brocoli soup is fine.â€ She said to him. â€œMake enough of it for both of us.â€ She said as an added answer to his question. Her thoughts on his reaction to the scroll. She had only ever seen such excitement from acheologists before. She blinked and looked to the pallet. â€œYes but you are the guest. You are staying here so it is only right that I make you a place to sleep.â€ Sure the pallet could be seen from the back room but it was also off to the side and its own room entirely. There was this room, the small kitchen to the left, and the bedroom to the right. She was unsure about having a male sleeping in there but it was fine. There was also a door in the middle of the room that led to her parents room and study area. A smaller door led to a staircase which led to the attic where other items were stored. She looked at him. â€œTell me more about you?â€ She said in a questioning way.