"Dual residency." After he pushed the button to his floor, Daimon stood back, close to the wall, watching her sidelong. Wanda had gleaned a lot from his mind, but it didn't mean he had to explain it to her. Hell. The little she knew about the monster she'd gone out of her way to save, the better. Once they reached his floor, Daimon let her go first, then walked by her side, leading her to his place at the end of the hall. Time flowed differently in his dimension; he'd been there for a couple years, but on Earth, over six months had past. As far as the owners knew, he'd left on business. He unlocked the door the same way he'd done the one downstairs, made a note to go down to the superintendent to get his keys, and went in, holding the door open, staring, almost expectantly at the woman. She'd followed him this far. Part of them thought she'd have left him in the lobby, but her curiosity clearly suggested otherwise.