Arthur shrugs. "Alright then suit yourself. Guest rooms are that way." He juts a thumb over his shoulder. 

Cesidia blows out a sigh, her face red. "If I wanted a demon child, I'd at least wait until mother and father have met him."

Arthur raises his eyebrows and barks out a laugh. "Have fun with that."

Cesidia tilts her head and starts to walk to the garden. "I'll uh... give you two some space."

Arthur narrows his attention on Dhar. "So what do you see in her?"