She nods to confirm the question and then, at the latter, Ellever chuckles. "Yeah, uh, I'm probably not the greatest roommate either?"

There's a very odd collection of stuff happening in her room. It's clean, but probably worrying to look at. Odd trinkets she's kept from poking around Beacon, mostly. Other weird tidbits. She's sort of like a jackdaw, if jackdaws collected un-shiny things.

"But you're right. We don't spend a huge amount of time under the same room, but I like to keep an eye on him."

Things have, mostly, conspired to keep them both busy, since Castiel was sleeping and she was awake for the latter part of November.