Cassandra doesn't quite know what to do with that question, exactly. It's too much like... concern. And it's been a very long time since anyone had cared at all about it. It feels... strange. As though there's suddenly pieces out of place. Sets the ground she's on off kilter.

She doesn't know what to do with it.

So she just offers him a little smile, and nods. "I have. Inej, she told me about Mag's Inn shortly after I arrived. So I've been staying there." She huffs a wry laugh. "Staying in the barracks would have been a very bad idea. Nightmares don't make me the best roommate." As it is anyone who shares a wall with her at Mag's (or has very keen hearing) might have heard her in the midst of them, a time or two.