[She digests his questions thoughtfully. Lust didn't need to sleep or rest, nor did she have any belongings she needed to store, so she hasn't sought any residence of her own. Her eyes flit to his sword.]

Choosing an apartment seems to be based on how much income you make. Start with a job first, then see what you're able to afford. I trust you've taken advantage of the free space they allot to newcomers for a month. ...But I believe you'd be most comfortable in Fayren given what I know of your past.

[Which, admittedly, isn't much. It never seemed relevant before. Perhaps she should remedy that, since they seem to have ample time on their hands.]

Few people seem to be enough of a threat that I would recommend avoidance. But if you insist in picking up where we left off, you may wish to steer clear of Colonel Mustang.

[Her dark lips curve into a smirk.]

We don't get along~

[She warned him that all she wanted was to be left alone, but he wasn't so quick to forget his grievances. He'd have to learn to stay away from her the hard way.]

You're the first I've seen from Crystallis, but others may trickle in eventually. Who can say?

[Part of her wouldn't mind seeing Mikleo again, while another very small buried part of herself can think of nothing she'd hate more than his look of disappointment at discovering her true nature. She ignores that latter part.]

Why don't we start with you, and what it is you'd like to do now that you're here? There must be some worthy goal you'd enjoy pursuing.