[a 7... he's glad to hear it. Eiden feeling guilty or not, Olivine takes his comfort a lot more seriously than his own. a hand rises to brush a thumb over the other's cheek, and he hums contentedly.]

I'm glad... and yes, there are communal showers. They don't really bother me so much, after our arrival here. Even the room isn't much smaller than the one I had at the church. Ah—I'm still figuring out the... machines? For the laundry, though. No one seems very interested in explaining. Or... talking, actually.

[so really, the amenities aren't the problem. Olivine is self-sufficient enough to deal with that. for now, he puts aside his actual issue with just the barest mention of it, to just bask in Eiden's luck, laughing softly.]

Projects for the resort? Are they related to your old work, or something else? [he can't help but be curious, a little bit of that sly warmth sneaking back into his senses as his mind wanders just the tiniest bit. at least the resort hasn't taken that from him.] I'm glad you have something to keep you busy.