Baein breathes in, wets his lips and then he nods, still looking at Hunter a little confused even as the door closes behind them. His cheeks tint a little pink though because he's also smiling a little at the thought.

"Mm, I did. I mean, I'm working on it. Daeshim... asked me to."

There's still things to move, and Baein has stayed at the Treehouse most of his time now. So technically he's already moved in. It just feels fresh still, which is an odd sensation in the Ruinwood where everything is timeless.