She glances back toward the cottage, frowning. Considering. True, it didn't look like much, and perhaps it would be rather underwhelming when all was said and done with it... but it could be theirs.

After their discussion in his bedroom, where he'd declined moving to Wyver with her, she hadn't had much hope for much to belong to them. How could it when they resided in opposing cities? By the nature of merely existing in one space, they proclaimed their loyalty.

This, however... Still on Olympian land, but so far out of reach from widely treaded paths that it's near a distant memory.

"This is your way of beginning anew?" She doesn't turn to look at him, but it's clear she's addressing him. This small cottage. "What of our people?"