Mudminnow River Call her Miss Mirage 'cause it's over, there's no way to hold her

Kelsier had expected condolences, maybe, and a quick end to their conversation. He dreaded it, but knew it was perhaps best that he be alone with his grief for now. Instead he received an offer. That's generous. Thank you, The words were more autopilot than anything; polite nothings while he quickly sorted through how he felt about it. They weren't even on a first name basis, but the proposal wasn't anything binding, and Kel felt that he wasn't in any position to say no when something was offered.
I'll stay. For awhile. I'm Kel, He paused and realized his mistake. Kelsier Ivylock. He realized how tired he was; it would be nice to sleep somewhere safe again. At least for a little while.