"Could help," Matt offers at the news of horticulture. He had spent his free time studying a lot of things. The primary had been civil engineering, but he'd also looked, to a limited degree, at plants. If the war ever ended he always thought he might get to do something else. Part of him hoped to help rebuild. Now it might have other uses.

His mind is still trying to run over the whole 'privacy' thing. "Never had my own space before."

What would he do with it? Probably nothing. Any free time would be spent with Kurt or reading. And there likely wouldn't be too much free time. But with it gestures to he steers them to the quarters. He wants to change into clothes meant to fit him. And without sleeves. He hated them, especially as the trip here had allowed him to start back on solid goods. Start rebuilding his weight. His muscle. The Freelancer uniform never really accounted for Spartan muscle.

"Imagine your schedule won't let you find much free time for me. But I could stand some sparring with someone I don't have to train up too."