The windowless space reminds Adia of a wine cellar more than anything, although she can understand why some might compare it to a dungeon. The thought makes her a little sad. This is Abysa's home, after all, not a prison.

His word choice in regards to her needs makes her smile. He is being such a good host, even though he clearly is still learning how best to make a human comfortable. "We can go right to the sitting room, but, ah... if you happen to have some tea? Or coffee, maybe?" She was about to go to sleep when he texted her, she could use a little caffeine boost. And she's sure it would make Abysa feel useful, too.