"Oh no, we eventually had to torch the place and escape town, but that was more because of the other Fae there than anything else," Tannusen grumbled, "I liked that house. I was homeless for so long before that, and I suppose I have been since."

Living on someone's couch doesn't count.

"I don't even have Jethro here. And Isaac..." he trailed off, and it wouldn't take an Empathic connection to pick up that huge vein of sadness he'd just brushed himself against.