For the most part, Rukeewei stayed silent, and somewhat distant as Sabine guided them around the city. He was not accustomed to such a style of living and would have a hard time getting used to the idea of being able to use any good or service without any real payment, even if it was all rationed. He wondered how they kept track of it all. Given the size of the clan, he felt that it would be more efficient to just use gold, or something similar, to make rationing easier. Regardless, he did at least give greetings to the people they met while being sure not to give any hints to his overall nervousness. 

A few seconds after Sabine knocked on the metal door, it slowly opened on its own, possibly under the influence of magic. It was certainly odd, but just as much of a clear invitation as a verbal answer. The quarters that Marcaille had been granted were, by her request, were much more spacious than those of pretty much anyone else in the clan. She wanted to have the space to perform any research or experimentation she desired at any time, and given her role in the clan, Meesei had granted almost every request. The chamber had obviously not been used as quarters by the Dwemer, as there was a fountain in the very center of the room that was connected to the city's water pipes. It produced the low, but constant noise of flowing water, but since water was needed universally for potions, it was quite convenient for an alchemist. The ceiling was tall, and there were two stone walls to the left and right of the entryway that extended from the wall to about halfway across the room, which divided the room into thirds. Marcaille had placed her bed on the far left of the room, though it was obscured behind a wall, an alchemy workstation in the center, and an enchanting work station to the far right. She had a small library worth of books spread between two bookshelves, as well as a large collection of ingredients and magical trinkets that would perhaps not be unfamiliar for a Breton witch. Interestingly, a large raven sat near the top of one of the tall bookshelves. Ravens, of course, not being a creature that lived underground in Skyrim.