[ he just watches mars after he answers, smelling the scent of the candle once it's lit and tilting his head a little at the thought that anyone has honestly died because of the man in front of him. there isn't an immediate reply to that as he mentions a spare bed, the worry waved off by geumsun. ]

Goblins don't need sleep unless they're low on energy and I'm fine. I can sit outside of your bedroom, but you should leave the door open. The easier it is for spirits to sense my scent or my presence, the less likely they are to bother you.

[ which means the candle probably isn't the best thing, but he's not going to argue against it right now. ]

Can you tell me what you meant earlier? About the people who died because of you?

[ geumsun wants to touch him to offer just a small amount of comfort, but he gets the feeling there's still fear regarding him. so he keeps he distance, eyes on mars all the same. ]