Faolan shrugs. "The rent needs to get paid somehow," he says. And seeing as how his skills are limited to being a PI, being a hunter, and. Well. Having gone to school for music, before all of this... He'll take what he can get.

He raises an eyebrow about the question of tables and chairs. "I'm not that bad off," he says. He's got a bed and yes, even a sofa to boot. Bookshelves and everything. Nothing really to decorate per se, he's always been fairly minimalist, but he's not without the basic necessities.