If there's one good thing about all of this, it's that he's decisively moving Heine away from his domain. The closest real lake - not one of those manmade structures - is miles away, and now he's bringing Heine high up, away from the earth and mud.

The lift rises quickly, and it's only a few seconds later that the doors ding open and Jade steps out, still loosely holding onto Heine's leash. There are multiple flats on the floor, and Jade's flat doesn't stand out much: he keeps it warded, of course, but he's also careful to be subtle about his powers. Mortals are surprisingly perceptive.

The wards shiver as they approach. Well, at Heine's approach, to be precise. Jade sighs again (he had been doing that quite often today).

"Well, I suppose you can enter."

Which is close enough to permission for the wards to groan and unwillingly give way. They sense his reluctance to let Heine enter. But they obey all the same, and Heine can enter unimpeded once Jade unlocks the door for him.

It's a small apartment, sparsely furnished. There's all the usual trappings of an apartment: couch and television, dining table, the kitchen and assorted appliances, a single bedroom and a study. There aren't many personal touches; Jade has never had much in the way of personal belongings.