Daryn tilted her head to the side, studying Fitz for several moments. Far too long for it to be comfortable. When she finally did reply, it was telepathically again, as she pocketed her phone. She was already hearing every one of his thoughts, and those connected that didn't fully come to fruition. It was likely nerve-wracking, but this felt like a more personal discussion. How would you like to proceed? Personally, I'd like to see you have an actual home, but that is not my purview. You've been an asset to the cause and I see no reason to change things, unless there is something you wish to change.