[ "Got better"? Vriska was just sniping because that's what she does. It's way better than the gaping caverns you had before, she thinks but does not say. Instead, she heads for the common area. No one else is home right now but her, and that means none of the collapsibles are out. Vriska just sits on the floor, but gestures blandly at the space with a cant of her head. ]

Make yourself at home.

[ His questions produce only a silence, though it is a thoughtful one. Pure cinnamon roll too pure for this world -- of course he's asking her a question like that. Isn't he sweet.

In her mind she keeps seeing him dead. Over and over and over, maimed and split apart and decapitated, because she has to be ready. ]

It's nice. [ Her tone is mild, and one corner of her mouth quirks up. ] Ghost seemed really happy about it. And all my old blue teammates said they were glad to have me back. I guess it's like coming home?

[ She leaves it there. Asks him no questions in return. Whatever his purpose is for coming here, he'll have to offer it without any help from her. ]