"I did my best," he says, nodding. "Most everyone's been redirected home, and - well there's been a lot of network activity that I haven't quite been following, but I assume word has spread." Humans do tend to spread word very quickly these days. He rubs a hand on the back of his neck, frowning to himself. "There were a fair few people who still lived at the Base," he muses. "Oh - I - I suppose that's why you called, isn't it?" Of course. He's been so distracted ensuring everyone got out alive that he forgot entirely where Daine and Peeta were living. Dreadful oversight.

"Well, not to fret," he says briskly, slapping his hands together. "There are plenty of open flats in the apartment building, which - well, I suppose it'll have to be under new management now, shan't it?" He rubs his chin thoughtfully. "There's no reason I couldn't just... I mean, it would be rather bending the rules of how things work here, but I'd much rather ensure everyone has somewhere to be. I could ask Crowley to do the same with the ROMAC apartments, come to that." He's getting rather energized thinking about it. They can actually help. Won't that be something.

"If you were both amenable to living there," he says a bit sheepishly, looking back at them. "I could get you all set up right away. I expect you'll be wanting somewhere to rest."