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Morrigan cocked an eyebrow into an odd sort of expression at Tsume's phrasing. "Hn, well that is settled then, Mr. Conscience." She chuckled lowly a bit at this, "I think that I will paint for a little bit before work, I still have a couple of peices that I want to finish before we leave. A week will go by fast and before you know it, we'll be on our way to New York!" She had finished her breakfast and cleared her place at the table, putting all the dirty dishes (save the ones Tsume was using) so that she could clean them later and exited the room. Gathering some materials she made to seclude herself into the largest room in the two bed, one bath, and kitchenette/living room apartment, which she had turned into her own personal studio and office.