Brows raise to accompany her teasing. "Are you befriending the bambini, Damien?" Given how crabby he can be, it's an amusing thing to picture, but Melinoë very much doubts that is what's actually been happening.

"Ah, so you're the one to thank for permanent shelter that is pointless in our current conditions." No sleeping, no sunburning, no pneumonia, so on and so exhaustingly forth. Things have to change, though...right? Why introduce a place to sleep without then introducing fatigue? Hunger's arrived, and there's the café.