Sekhmet is flown back from Vigil by Geneva. The fiendling is fairly exhausted, and not in any shape to be flying under her own power. Once the pair land, she unlocks the door to her cabin and leads Geneva inside. You can, uh, put the clothes and things in there. She gestures to her bedroom. I'll sort through them later. Uh, want some tea? She walks into the kitchen to begin brewing a pot without waiting for an answer. She wants some tea herself.