"A handful of times." Artemy shrugs, "Not so much in town, people are rather stationary there, but living in the Capitol, students would need help with housing, moving in and out. I would pitch in when need be."

He sweeps up, and then, with that done, he begins to haul the carpet outside. At least if it's out on the front step, it'll be easier to load.

"I'll have to call for a cart." He thinks out loud. "Is this better?" He asks Pyotr, looking over his work. The apartment floor is now clean, carpet-less, and furniture-less.