[Yes. Yes he is. It doesn't matter how it happened, it's happening.

Lydia takes one look at decor and tilts her head, humming thoughtfully.] It definitely suits your maturity level. All yours.

[She takes her condescending attitude down the hall and hesitantly opens the door to the master bedroom. She peeks in, eyeing the clothes lying on the floor before stepping in front of the large vanity mirror and checking her hair.]

Looks like I found my room. Daneel, do you ever power down or recharge?

[He'd need a place to stay, right? Do robots need rooms?