Hasibe just smiles at him in response to that first statement--it's true enough; while this is, as noted elsewhere, mostly about physicality right now, it's the type she can really sink into, and she values that release. Other things, things that have more to do with her social behaviors, she's customarily (though not always) less obedient about...if only because she knows that's a lot to ask of one person, and her independence is something to be used or discarded carefully.

"There's nothing wrong with that," she says, a little impish, "I haven't minded."

The second house is still pretty big, but nowhere near a manor--three or four bedrooms, not including the upstairs studio, high ceilings in the main parlor. When they're inside, she hears a couple of other voices upstairs, and assumes those are other visitors.

"Patience has its virtues, though...for example, I've gotten really good at begging. It'd the kind of thing you have to explore, you know. There's always something new out there you might like. That's why I never stop looking for more." She says this while meandering, terribly innocently, around the living room, idly examining the spiral staircase. "Do you see which way the kitchen is?"

Totally not incongruous at all.