"If I started saying fuck what would Asher tease me about?"

"Good point."

Definitely a little affectionate. And his smile may be small but it's the happiest he's looked since he got here.

"We do have to figure out a place for you to stay."

He shrugs. "I don't... think I care very much? Wherever's convenient."

Then Ben will take him to a spare bedroom in a corner of his castle and not Auradon Prep. 

On the way there, Tazalkyran might notice that everything seems like a bizarre mix of medieval and modern: there are castles and armor, but people are wearing blue jeans and talking on cell phones. 

Yeah, he definitely notices that. The medieval elements are sort of half-familiar—stylistically different from what he's used to, but broadly recognizable in form and function—but he's never seen a cellphone before and blue jeans are pretty strange too.

The apartment Ben leads him to has such unfamiliar things as a television set, a video game system, a refrigerator, a stove, a microwave, and a laptop computer. 

"???"

"Sorry to run," Ben says, "but I'm afraid I have to go talk to the Chinese about some complicated trade stuff. I'll be back soon and Asher can answer any of your questions."

"—sure, of course—"

"What's the 'what the fuck' expression about?"

He... gestures helplessly at all of the things.

"You don't know what any of this shit is?"

Slight smile. "Yeah, that."

Refrigerators: keep food cold! Microwaves and stoves: heat food up! Televisions: show you tiny people acting out plays! Video game systems: let you control the tiny people! Laptops: contain literally all information! Beds: are for sleeping!

—he laughs softly at that last one. "I have seen a bed before."

"I don't know when beds were invented!"

He flops on the bed.

Tazalkyran sits down next to him.

"...I like you," he says, slowly, like he's struggling to form the words. "You're... fun."

"I like you! I'd offer to make out but uh."

Small, sad smile. "Yeah. ...I'm... probably a worse person, when I have all my... self. But I think he'd—I think I'd still like you."

"I'm not exactly a great person myself."

"You seem all right so far. I guess I wouldn't know, though. I'm not even sure I know what a good person is supposed to be like, I just know I'm not one."

"Ben is a good person. He thinks the best of everyone. He's forgiving. It's impossible to make him mad. He really genuinely cares about everybody in his kingdom. People think it's an act but it's not, he really is just like that. But-- there are parts of being a king you can't do if you're a good person. And I take care of them for him. So he can be a good person."

"...makes sense. I think that's still... better, though. Than..." and he can't figure out a way to end that sentence that his curse will let him articulate.

Asher hugs him.