She moves to the kitchen to get them both water, taking him at his word, wondering why precisely he's here.

There's nothing in particular for him to see. Anything of hers is in her room, and even in there everything is organized neatly and stacked up, very few personal touches. The living room and kitchen are Artika and Loki's to do what they want with. She doesn't need much space of her own.

Handing him a glass of water, she takes a sip of her own, watching him thoughtfully. So that's why he's here. It's... unexpected.

"I was travelling in the countryside for a while," she says. "Exploring, really. It didn't feel like there was much for me to do here."