To begin anew.

Well. At any rate he could make the best of a questionable situation she supposed. But Roana also knew little about construction if it wasn't makeshift fortifications. She still wasn't sure she would call it the best. More like it'll do or could be worse. "How considerate of you to think of your neighbors." she said with a smile as she stepped into the 'room'. Now that she was more in view, he would see the scars that littered her arms, most impressive amongst them being the giant bite mark on her one shoulder that dipped under the collar of her sleevelss tunic. "Well-ventilated...I suppose that is one word for it." she said with a dry chuckle. "Well tools I can help you get your hands on but I am afraid I am a useless builder. I am much better at breaking walls down than building them up." she said with a grin. Roana May your past be the sound of your feet upon the ground Carry on