Alders smiled at the words. He was sure exploring the halls would be fun for him, and a good way to escape. Nearing his room he rushed to open the door. The inside was furnished beyond his belief and he was too excited to hold it in, but he did his best to do so. Despite being young, he remembered the house with his father.... among other things. That house was lively, silky and translucent orange and gold curtains, finely cut crystalline chandeliers and porcelain galore. The nostalgia of such a house was to die for, and he was getting all that here. "This is too much ms. Katherin, is there any way I can repay you?" he asked in a delighted manor.