"No, I'd...I'd like to stay," he said, then added quietly, "Thanks." His living situation was something he had tried not to analyze too closely for the past few days; even though he knew he probably made enough money to afford a small place of his own, the idea had left him with a twisted feeling in his gut. He knew he wasn't the best companion in the world, let alone a caretaker, but he worried about what would happen if he wasn't around to keep an eye on Harry. The man had disappeared into the ether once before, and the few ties Faelan had to other people seemed to be snapping rather rapidly. He wasn't sure how good he'd be at hanging on to those that remained, but he already felt a lot less like panicking whenever he could see Harry, or Gaius, or Neville. He tried not to feel at all when he thought about Padma.