Kate caught herself at Tempest's answer and flicked her ears uneasily. In Varhyde, and from what she knew, elsewhere in the world of Wander at large, there were two ways to interpret the Ninetales' remark about helping Nip learn to hunt.
The fox could've meant 'hunting' in the sense of 'hunting 'mons for food', meaning the two likely lived as wilders... or he could've meant 'hunting' in the sense of 'hunting 'mons for bounties', more specifically by capturing 'mons like her. Neither of two were particularly comforting possibilities to entertain, but especially not the second one.
And yet, beyond some momentary discomfort, the Weavile just wasn't all that fazed by things. After all, one of her closest friends on Team Spectrum was only a few degrees removed from being a 'hunter' of the second sort in her own world, and if she'd learned anything since coming to Cibus, it was that the worlds that Diyem pulled everyone from could get weird at times. It probably didn't make any real sense in casting judgement or getting hung up over things that weren't relevant to the job Diyem had put them up to.
"Sounds like you came from a bit of a rough neighborhood," Kate said. "But meh, a 'mon's gotta do what she needs to to get by."
"Shame things didn't work out for you, though," Melanie said to Nip. "Since it sounds like Tempest really looked out for you in your world."
Melanie trailed off and thought to herself a moment, as she recalled Nip's initial lack of enthusiasm for their new abode.
"Though what brought up the den suggestion earlier?" she asked. "Is there something about this house that you don't find comfortable? It's so big and spacious!"
Kate flattened her ears out at Melanie's reply and side-eyed the barren rooms around her, before closing her eyes with a small shake of her head.
"Well, it is a bit empty right now..." she sighed. "Though yeah, if you've got any ideas for ways to make things a bit more homely, we're all ears."