The answer as to what she actually was, was a mystery to him then. "Shapeshifter? I've met one before, though she was...less cheery." Morrigan was a nightmare and a half really, thought she knew everything, though he supposed that she did at least try to mean well while pushing her own interests at the front of everything else.

The house does surprise him a little though. It's already much larger than his one bedroom apartment, though the space there is far more than enough for him when he doesn't spend all that much time at home. His bedroom and the living room were the only two places he really spent much of his time anyways. "This is nice. Your couch looks well loved." He wasn't being rude, it was a compliment really. His own was an overstuffed old leather sofa with cracks. There was a large dip in the one side where Bull sat his fat ass whenever he came over.

"Do you bake at home too, or just at work?"