"That I've had few homes?" she said with a shrug. "What other place would be my home? Limbo? The place where my torment began? The school that was destroyed?" Really, what did she even have? Nothing. And that...made her look down and back at the castle, focusing herself on building little parts of it.

"Hmm," she stopped what she was doing to think. "You haven't been too afraid of me." That was impressive. Sort of.