"In otherwords no where." She followed Desponia to the sofa and knealt in front of her, forgetting the towel for a moment. "You cannot remain homeless," she told her- while the words were firm the tone was somewhat soft, particularly for Demeter.
"Why don't you take a shower, I will get you something to wear and make us both some tea." She doubted that Arion was bothered by not having a traditional home, but Desponia, for all of her peculiarities, was still accustomed to creature comforts. Perhaps more than Demeter even, who was used to the open skies over fields.