Caleb nodded, simple agreement. A large tub, maybe sunk into the floor, always warm and inviting, for any combination of the three of them to indulge in. A bookshelf or two. A large bed to share, and smaller ones when they needed their space. He blushed, just a little, at the mention of the book, as if that were one of the more scandalous things he'd done since being here and have them.

The last, though, made him look over at Essek. Of course his friends had all said it at some point or another, but it had been a while. The Tower was ubiquitous now. It was part of what let them get through these things. But that wasn't what Essek meant, was it?

"Yes," he said, quiet and small for a moment. "I can offer that much, at least."