As Kir turned into the dark alley he hadn't ever wanted to see again, he was surprised to see that the shop which had belonged to Stella's old master was still completely intact.
Technically, it was his, on the whim of his father who had transferred everything the dead demonkin had owned, after Kir killed him. But Kir hadn't thought anything of using the place. Now, it would be a decent place to situate the Black Sheep while figuring out what to do.
"Ugh, this place is a mess," Stella said as soon as she stepped past the door, shuddering a bit.
Kir was still outside, analyzing the wards that had once imprisoned her. He got the sense that they also discouraged people from loitering, which accounted for the relative emptiness of the alley. There was also something strange with what he felt was spatial magic, but it wasn't active and he didn't want to experiment if the building was still habitable.