Scorn smiled happily."Sure there's plenty of room," She said ",It's still in development but rooms have been worked on a bit so you should have no trouble find a room with a bed." The abondened building Scorn used as living and the Reapers base of operation, she had found shortly after arriving in New York. She had no idea why it was vacated out but it was there and her's for the taking. No one bothered her and her fellow Reapers and if someone did own it they never came around. She had gone about getting the other Reapers to fix it up a bit along with helping here and there when she wasn't working on her own little projects or trying to pinpoint small scale Syndicate operatives, those that would be puppets for the guys in the masks. She knew he had been somewhat of a needle in the Syndicate's side since she arrived in New York. She didn't doubt they knew the Reapers existed now in New York, she had been trying to be trouble for them, create chaos and disturb their plans while continuing on hers.

"Heck it could probably house a small army if we had enough beds," she added with a laugh though it was partially true. The building could of been an apartment flat once for all Scorn knew but the only thing she cared about was that it was livable and a perfect base."There should be a few spares. I think last I counted there were ten rooms with beds. Five of which are taken by the boys you met earlier today, then there's me, oh and then there's another guy you haven't met. Found him while traveling, last of the group called the Dustmen I think they were, another group from Empire City but seems all of them were killed in that blast that destroyed it besides him. He keeps to himself. Anyways, adding that up there should be at least three spare rooms. Probably have more soon when we can snatch some more beds."

"You want to walk or use powers? Powers are quicker but you didn't look to good when we got here through teleportation methods, I take it your powers take a bit out of you when you use them," She said in a somewhat caring manner. She might of been a cold psychopath most of the time but she still had a warm heart somewhere in that ice of a shell and it sometimes pierced through the bitter cold of her normal nature to show in rare spurts.