"A dozen might be a bit much," she grinned, wrinkling her nose at him and the idea of it. "I like people well enough, but it's nice to have a safe place to escape." The fact that she trusted him enough to live with her should spoke volumes about how she felt about Lea. She hadn't willingly shared a space with anyone since...

No. This was good.

"...aside from the ghost in your closet, you mean?" she teased, winking as she headed for the door and chased away the memory, tone dripping with sarcasm. "She's quiet, I swear, and only comes out at night during a new moon, though she's quiet the snuggler..." The angel slipped out into the hallway once more, then added with faux thoughtfulness, "She's also mentioned on multiple occasions that she's particularly fond of red heads, so it'll be nice to be on her good side again." From the catlike grin on her face, she could only imagine Lea would be the perfect offering, should such a ghost exist.