'Oh?'
Savine hummed with delight as she heard a particular conversation.
"Young Mistress?"
"You can finish taking notes and if you have any questions, be my guest," Savine said to Wilfred and Zuri. "I'll be reading."
In the background, some youths were carrying furniture into the room. The ones Wilfred chose for Savine. At a glance, they all looked like safe, but bland choices, but a closer look showed that they were all well-made pieces of work. Savine was impressed the slums had such good craftsmen.
"Put that one over there and bed here, close to the window."
