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To Matrix, it simply wouldn't make sense not to use the tools and structures that they had at their disposal. Obviously the humans had sort of failed at life and all of that, but it didn't mean that they didn't have a few things right. There was no reason to start screaming Blasphemy! at every one of their habits or inventions. As far as she could tell, they had simply become too greedy and possessive. Even though she considered this greenhouse and the adjacent lots her territory now, she also considered it highly open to guests. Hell, it wasn't like she wanted to hoard everything to herself and be lonely. She really hoped that one day, the place would be a nice chilling spot for Inferni--and even whoever else.
As she accepted his hand and rose to her feet, her tail swished behind her and she moved lightly in the direction of the shed. Once she got there, she propped open the door and stepped inside. She opened the door of the furnace she had found exploring with Gabriel's father (still didn't put it together, though) and a warm orange glow filled the chamber. The shed was certainly a comfortable size--maybe four metres square. Along one wall was the furnace and a work bench; along another a shelf filled with various supplies and random junk that struck her fancy--including informative books. In another corner was an old mattress she had found in a department store, piled high with pillows and blankets she had also collected. None of it smelled funny, so she guessed that the things hadn't been used. The shed had more or less become her den, so it made sense for a bed to be there.
Rummaging amongst the knickknacks on the shelf, she produced her prized self-made piece and offered it to him, along with a medium-sized jar half-filled with marijuana.
"Hm. Why don't you bring it out here?" she asked, then opened the second door in the shed--the one that led to the greenhouse. She had decided to build the shed around the door so that she had more control over what was happening inside. With that, she stepped out into the glass structure. It smelled mostly of fresh dirt, although it was respectably warm inside.
"I can't wait until everything gets going," she said dreamily.
