"My house is a bit cramped; you probably don't mind." Viktoria said to Jirawut.
"Not at all. We can talk here and go to my room later."
"We can continue our conversation there."
Viktoria led Jirawut to her parlor, where they sat on two chairs before a small table.
"The house is shabby, but soon I believe the inside will be beautifully decorated," Jirawut said.
"Thank you. I'm certain your work will beautify the space."
"I hope that's true."
"Being alone in a place like this I'm worried about safety," Jirawut said.
"Don't worry, I have a loyal guard who watches over the house. He's very trustworthy."
"That's reassuring," Jirawut replied. "Safety is important, especially in a big city like this."