Uh. ( her default is obnoxious sarcasm, and the words really are lingering on the edge of her tongue, but there's something about the genuine way he asks the question that makes her hesitate. maybe she could opt to not be a total asshole just for funsies for once, that'd be a novel concept. ) Is that... a thing people actually do around here? I mean, I don't think it would really do anything other than tear off a chunk of paint on the wall.

( the lantern does look like it's too heavy for tape, after all. it'd probably need actual hooks, and she's not really feeling like better homes and gardens-ing her assigned living quarters yet. you know, just in case they change their minds and send her home. )

Sorry. I mean, it's nice, I guess. I don't really know what to do with all of this.

( all of this... being everything. the festival, the city, the weird alien planet she's wound up on. )