I'm taciturn, letting Blaise show me where his own quarters are and then philosophize for a while about how much more comfortable the rooms could be and how unaesthetic he finds the furnishings. I'm not interested in any of that, although I can't blame him for not appreciating how lucky he's been. He's been hopping through the rebel quarters for seven years and has no idea what it's been like in the Death Eater boltholes where I had to assert myself.