"Oh, Monsieur Rasputin, you've already thanked me. Besides, it's all the City's doing, really. If anything, I think I should be thanking you for being the catalyst that gave me a bigger home!"
She didn't need a bigger cottage, not for herself. But she loved the idea of helping out where she could, and she loved that the City was helping her do it. Honour was quickly slipping into one of her smilefests that might not stop for a good few hours. This was a very good feeling, knowing that the City knew what she really wanted to be doing. This was good. This was good.
"You should tell me about your Katya. What does she look like? I'd hate to accidentally miss her on the street, if I passed her."
What else would he need? Shower, clothes.... did she tell him already that he had the full run of the kitchen? Oh, she should do that, too...