"I was. Part of it. Apparently, a Nie in the past had already brought the Unclean Realms as well, the current caretaker had allowed me to reside there if I help care for the estate. But as nice as a roof over my head is, I want to be where I belong." That statement had so many layers to it.

A sad laugh. "Even art supplies are going to have to be a sexual trade. I can't even get a change of clothing without filling an auspicious act. The only reason I can do my laundry is that I have a uniform to switch into.

I see." That was dangerous. What if he had wanted the aid even if he could technically survive.

"And hypothetically what would you say if I did?" he didn't mean to be coy but he couldn't help ask the question.