[Dara remains on her perch overhead, looking down at the young man with her chin propped up with one hand. Sorry for interrupting your training montage?]

Where else do you expect a snake god to live? [Not that she's up to disclosing her occupancy in the "haunted" house.] It takes energy and concentration to pretend to be human. Plus cramming my tail into buildings is a pain sometimes.

[Big snek woes. Besides her complaining, Dara eyes the tree again:] ...This place isn't my territory, so I don't have the right to drive you out.