Gannicus just laughed and shook his head at the pair of them; furniture, or a lack of it, had never stopped him before. But Krem had a point; if they wanted this place, perhaps they should endear themselves to whoever owned it now.

He saw potential in the house; he saw potential in a lot of things where he had never looked for it before, either from fear of hopelessness.

It was a nice feeling to have.

His fingers loosely caught Hild's, tugging lightly before he let go again; his hand squeezed Krem's shoulder, his excitement barely hidden.

"The barn is far less likely to be interrupted," he quipped on his way down the stairs.