Caelan still couldn't believe that the apartment was his alone.  He had heard such awful things with other people.  Ten people living in a small room together.  And here he had his own room?  Of course, he hadn't seen it yet, but he was sure it would be fine.  As he followed the baker, he was trying to make sure this wasn't a dream or some kind of lie.  Could this be really true?  He decided that if the baker would skin him alive and bake him into a pie, one night sleep in a nice bed in his own bedroom in his own apartment would be fair.  

"I always have a candle on me, sir."  Caelan said in answer.  He needed to to move around in the large apartment he was now sleeping in.  Of course, it was horrible to live in, but he had made the best of it.  He shared it with rats and other vermin, but they left him alone.  Up to now, anyway.  As he followed the baker to his new apartment, he ate the pie in his hands.  If he ended up in one of these pies, it wouldn't be a bad way to go.  He liked the pies and felt well fed after eating one or two of them.

"And sir, what is your name and how should I call you?" He asked after he finished the delicious pie. It might've been a little hard to understand as he was licking his fingers clean as he asked the question.