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[gallowseyes]

His rooms are, if not to his taste, then at least palatable. He's spent money on them -- soft draping and cushions, things to make it more comfortable, with less sharp edges. Setting his keys down on the counter, he turns to Bella, stepping forward until he's crowding into her space, just a little.

"Wine?" he asks. "Or, something else to your taste?"