There was nothing particularly special about Azric's apartment.  It was decorated as one would expect a single male  college student.  There was a living room, kitchen, one bedroom, and a small room he used as a study which contained most of his magic textbooks.  Now that he was single, he no longer had to hide his school books from anyone.  Cassandra seemed to make herself at home and immediately inquired about what he wanted forr dinner.  It was then he realized that he hadn't given her much to work with in the culinary department.<br/><br/>“Well, you can surprise me.  Make the best with what I've got.  You'll see that I clearly have to make a trip for groceries in the immediate future.  Which brings up something I've been meaning to ask you- do you actually eat?  I mean, other than the obvious.  As in actual food?<br/><br/>Azric didn't like bringing up the whole soul devouring topic as he didn't want to give her any ideas.  He didn't have any particularly close friends since he'd separated from Tess, so if she chose to graze among the locals he didn't particularly care.  He'd have to warn her against eating any faculty members at the academy though.  That would raise questions and potentially interfere with his own academic progress.<br/><br/>They'd also have to discuss sleeping arrangements.  There was only one bed, and Azric had the notion it might not be a good idea for them to share it.  Being in close proximity to a succubus supposedly increased a man's libido instantly, and he actually did kind of value his sleep.  He walked up behind her as she was rummaging through the kitchen and put his hand on her shoulder to get her attention.<br/><br/>“So...Cassandra.  Are you comfortable sleeping on the couch?  Actually I guess I should ask whether you sleep at all.  I'm not used to having a demon around so I don't want to assume anything.”