Daylen just looked at the marble flooring and shook his head lightly. He lightly chuckled at the thought of finding her hiding in the closet during a lightning storm. He didn't have any ideas on how to decorate the room. He normally just let Saria have the money to do what she wished with the rooms since she loved to decorate and was more like a sister then a seamstress. "I'm sorry but I don't. I can't decorate at all. Invite things, yes. Decorate, no." He said slightly joking on his horror skill at decorating. "This will be all up to you. I'm sure I'll like whatever you choose to do with the room." He told her sweetly. He honestly wouldn't mind whatever she wanted to do with it. He never really paid attention to the decor anyways, as long as he could sleep and work, he pretty much was happy.

"Well I'm sure I can think of something. Perhaps a painting or two....something warm. A warm color, like....maroon! Yes I think that can work. Then I'll see what I can add to it to make it nicer. Maybe I can add restored furniture once it's all painted." Contessa suggested with a smile. She was going to have fun decorating the room, she'd have to make a list of what she needed and get it all before they were married. "I'll make a list when I get home, get the things, and start on this new project. I'll do my best to get it all done before the wedding. I'll as my dad to help me make some of the decorations I have in mind." she explained and hoped it turned out as good as it did in her head. "It will be a surprise, so while I'm in here, no peaking." she said to him softly.

Daylen just smiled softly. "I think we might be married soon. We might just have to stay in my current room until you finish this one." He softly told her. "It's alright if we do, my current room is big enough for us." He looked at the little creature moving in the crate. He was looking for Contessa it seemed. "In the meeting they are insisting we be married before the month ends." He spoke softly as always. He was wondering what the next meeting would pertain but he was going to be babysitting with Contessa. "We only have one more meeting before the marriage." He said slightly reminding her that last coming meeting was the last before the marriage.

"Before the month ends?!" she repeated, obviously surprised. "Oh dear, that doesn't give us much time. We still don't know much about each other, it feels like this time is going by much too fast." she explained but knew there was no changing the elders' minds. "Alright then, I don't mind Daylen. I'll get started on this room as soon as I can." she said and smiled. It was a blank slate. For a creative mind like hers, the possibilities were endless and she couldn't' wait to get started. "One more meeting...I wonder what they will talk about in that one. I wonder what it is they talk about in all of their meetings really." she commented softly and looked back at Daylen. "I have some good ideas for this room, I just hope they turn out the way I want them to." she said and thought for a moment. "Will we be taking wedding photos?" she asked curiously.

Daylen just looked at her, she didn't know this? Well the D'Veen family never did attend the meetings. Daylen just nodded softly. "Yes, there is one more meeting in two days. It's normally about demands the Elders are making of us. They seem to ask a lot. Last meeting I had to be dragged out by Sirus before I punched an Elder." He told her shyly, he still wanted to punch the Elder for that request, well order. There was no getting out of it. He was debating on if he should tell her or not. It affected her as well but he wanted to protect her from at least that so he decided against it. He looked around the room and smiled softly. "I'm sure it will." He told her softly. "If you want we could. I don't mind pictures now that I'm not charred." He was happy about that. Though he couldn't help but wonder if she would still like him if he was. This topic nagged at him earlier as well.

Contessa listened in silence as she walked over to him and widened her eyes. "Oh dear, what did they say that upset you so much?" she asked curiously before shaking her head and smiling. "Daylen, you were quite handsome even when you were charred." she said to him, remembering the photo his mother had given her of Daylen in a wheelchair. Contessa didn't want to upset him though so decided it was best not to focus on that topic. "I do want photos, I'm sure your mother and Sirus would want one, so would my parents and whoever else decides to come." she informed warmly.

Daylen just looked at Contessa slightly shocked. "You... you seen me charred?" He asked shyly. He had told her about him being scarred and missing limbs but never shown her pictures of it. How would Contessa know what he looked like back then, was it from Sirus or his mother? He shifted slightly where he was standing as a blush creeped its way across his face. He wasn't uncomfortable or anything. It was just shock that she saw him like that and still said she found him handsome. He shook his head lightly in disagreement, he was anything but handsome back then. He just looked away shyly and nodded. "Then we'll have photos taken." He said softly in embarrassment.

Contessa smiled and nodded. "Yes I did. Your mother showed me a photo and I asked if I could have a copy. She ended up giving me the photo instead and I have it in my room." she said and frowned slightly. "Do you now want me to have it? I can give it back if you'd like." she said and noticed the blush appearing on his face. She chuckled softly and clasped her hands happily. "Thank-you." she chimed and hugged him gently before letting him go. "I know you probably don't agree with me, and that's okay I understand." she noted and gently pet little no name before looking back up at Daylen. "Well then, should we start cleaning the study?" she asked softly, guessing that it was best to change the subject.

Daylen just shook his head slightly, still not looking at her. "No, it was a gift. I don't mind, it's just slightly embarrassing." His blush deepened when she hugged him. He just nodded, he needed to do something to stop the blushing. He felt awkward for blushing over something so silly. "Please lets." He said more softly then normal. The former nerve damaged skin was still sensitive. It was a beginning healing tonic he had made to rid of the scars. He never told anyone but he still had slight nerve damage in his eye and on parts of his skin. Because he already used a tonic to heal, it couldn't heal the damage with another tonic. That was the bad thing about his tonics.

Embarrassing? Contessa thought to herself and giggled when she saw his blush get darker. She found it rather adorable to see him this way since he was always so calm, cool, and collected. Nodding at his answer, she started leading the way back to his study. She was going to have fun cleaning it with him, and she was happy that he'd be there to make sure she didn't break anything. Married before the month ends...the elders really love to rush things. she thought to herself as she reached the study door.

Daylen just followed Contessa to the study but stop outside of the door. It was getting late in the day and she hasn't eaten anything since she had been there. "Miss Contessa, before we clean. Why don't you eat something. I'm sure it will take a lot of energy from both of us, or would you rather eat after cleaning?" There was still some itching powder he was sure of it but he would just have to let her use the shower and wear some of his clothes afterwards why her's got cleaned. If she wanted to clean first then he would simply cook why she was in the shower. He didn't mind either way. As long as she ate and he got to take his mind off the fact she had seen him all scarred and hideous.

"I think we should eat after we have cleaned the study. It's best to get the cleaning over with that way you don't have to worry about it later on." she explained. Contessa was always told to get the chores over and done with that way she could relax and have fun the rest of the day. She hoped he would eat too though, since she would feel out of place eating alone. One or two cupcakes wasn't exactly a meal and she wasn't sure if had eaten anything else. She knew he meant well though when he asked her if she wanted to eat first. She was pretty hungry, but she really wanted to clean in hopes it would make him happy. They weren't married yet and she wanted to make him happy, once they were married she'd keep trying her best to make him happy.

Daylen just nodded softly. He wasn't really picky on the matter. He went into the study and set the crate down on top of a small cabinet. It would be safe there. "I have one more egg, if you would like. Later I can make him a little playmate." He told her softly. Cleaning she would probably find the vault's switch, it was hidden inside of a book that was attached to a desk's corner. Since it wouldn't move from it's spot, Daylen was sure she would inside. It was only natural. "That is if you want, of course." He said softly. "I'm sure you'll find my hidden vault cleaning, it's filled with all of my rare creations from alchemy and sorcery. The egg is in there." He told her plainly as he walked over to his alchemy ingredients. He was gently picking up the bottles so he could place them in the cabinet.

Contessa smiled and followed Daylen into the study. She looked up at little no name and nodded, "I'm sure no name would like to have a little friend of his own." she replied softly and looked around the study. She'd have to get him more books where he could store his newer blueprints, that way he could keep track of there they were. Perhaps that could be his wedding present? Maybe she should get him something more though, he deserved a lot more than just books. Contessa pouted as she debated what to get him as a wedding present and walked over to the stacks of papers, carefully sorting them out and organizing them properly.

Daylen just set the bottles down on his desk desk before walking over to Contessa. He reached past her and coached a tarantula onto his hand from the top shelf. "Sirus' familiar." He smiled at the rather large spider on in his hand. It just looked at her as he moved it away from her. "It's very sweet, however I don't think Sirus would like it if you squish him from fright though or not paying attention. Do you like spiders?" He asked curiously. He held his hand near his shoulder, letting it climb on him. Most people didn't like Sirus' familiar. It creeped them out. He went back to the bottles on his desk, placing them in the correct place in the alchemy cabinet.

Contessa let out a squeal when she saw the large tarantula. "Sirus' Familiar?" she repeated and calmed down. "Well I've never seen one so close before. I would never kill a spider though. I can't say I like them, but I do not hate them either. I just prefer them not to be so close to me. I can watch them from a distance." she replied honestly. Contessa continued to sort though the papers, making nice stacks when she had finished and moved onto the books. "Is that Sirus' pet?" she asked curiously.

Daylen just lightly chuckled at her squeal and listened to her. "No, a familiar isn't a pet." The tarantula just crawled on Daylen. He lifted his hand for it to crawl onto his palm, when he did. Daylen set him on the desk. "A familiar is sort of a guide to us. We have a special connection to them." He simply told her as the tarantula crawl away. It was hyperactive just like Sirus. He went to gathering more bottles for the cabinet. He had some many ingredients in the cabinet already but he still could fit a few more bottles, the rest would have to go on top. He looked to see that Sirus' was already gone from sight. Probably going back to Contessa, it did love people like his brother.

Contessa listened and nodded, "I see...do you have one?" she asked him curiously as she blew off the dust from the books and carefully set them down on a desk vertically side by side. The study was already starting to look neater and she was happy that she was able to help Daylen. A guide? Well I'm not sure how this tarantula is guiding Sirus. It's interesting though. Contessa thought to herself. She took out the books from the bookshelves and dusted them all off, dusting off the bookshelves as well before putting the books back where they belonged. The floor would get a good sweeping once she was finished cleaning everything else.

Daylen just nodded softly. "I do but they're not very friendly to people." He told her softly. "I found and connected with them over seas when I was still charred. They live in my indoor pool, I made the place to their liking. Dark, cold, more like a cavern in a way. Makes them feel at home." He smiled at her softly. He placed more of the jars and bottles on the cabinet now that it was full. "Would you like to meet them? I'll be there so they will behave themselves." He told her assuring her that nothing bad would happen to her with him there. "They'll have to get to know you at one point or another." He moved some equipment around on his desk. Smiling lightly when the tarantula ran from him playing hide and seek.

"They?" Contessa repeated, slightly confused. "Wait a second, you have more than one then?" she asked curiously as she put the books away and started cleaning a desk. She noticed a book there and tried to pick it up but it wouldn't budge. Raising an eyebrow, she tried to open the book and to her surprise it opened easily. Inside was a switch, this was probably the switch that Daylen was talking about. "I think I found the switch you were talking about." she said quietly and cleaned around the fixed book. "Sure, I'd like to meet them." she answered softly.

Daylen just smiled lightly at her question. "In a way yes. It's a rare creature even among it's kind." He told her softly. He placed the last bottle with the rest, it was rather cluttered on the cabinet but it worked. The tarantula was hiding in the collection of bottles and jars. He just pretended like he couldn't find it which made the spider happy. He scratched his head lightly before moving the bottle in front of the spider with cause it to run for a new place to hide. He shook his head lightly as he placed the bottle back. "Perhaps I'll take you there after you shower and eat, you have some itching powder on your cloths and arms." He told her softly. "I'm sorry, I thought I got most of it up." He apologize for it would start to itch badly soon.

Contessa was so busy and happy cleaning that she never noticed the itching powder on her arms and dress. "I do?" she asked and looked down at her arms to see he was right. "Oh would you look at that." she said and chuckled softly. "Well it doesn't matter that it's on this arm." she commented and pointed to her mechanical arm. "I don't feel anything on that one." she reminded softly. Oh yes, she knew a shower was needed, but she didn't have any extra clothes with her. "I don't have an extra dress though. What would I wear?" she asked him curiously and smiled, shaking her head. "It's okay Daylen, you did clean up a lot of it. " she said reassuringly.

Daylen just weakly smiled at her comment. "I could make you a tonic to regrow your arm if you would like, it will take more than two days however to grow back. Or perhaps you would like to try an experiment? In theory and tests it is always a success, however I never tried in on a living being before." He told her as he walked around his desk and leaned against it. "If you are daring then open my vault and I'll perform the ritual on your arm to reset time as if nothing happened to it. It will be your original arm. Nothing will come of it if it fails, just a tiny spark." Nothing would come to her if it did, however Daylen would be lacking a lot of energy. Fail or not, he would be lucky if he didn't lose consciousness after he performed the ritual but he would never tell her that. "As for clothing, you can barrow some of mine. I have some of my old clothing from my teenage years still in my closet, they should fit you somewhat better than my current ones." He told her softly.

Contessa listened to Daylen and was surprised by his offer. He wanted to give her back her original arm? She would finally look normal. "Would you like me to have my original arm back Daylen? Please be honest." she asked him softly. She was to be his wife, and she wouldn't mind getting her original arm back for him. She had grown very attached to her mechanical arm, but maybe it was better that she got her real arm back that way she'd be just like every other girl and maybe that's what Daylen wanted, and if that would make him happy then she would do it. That's why she grew her eye back. She would do anything to make Daylen happy, and perhaps that was a bad thing but she didn't think it was. Contessa blushed at the thought of wearing Daylen's old clothes and wondered how she would look in them.

Daylen just smiled at her sweetly. "I'll accept you either way, mechanical arm or original one. It is really up to you. I'm offering you because I know what it is like to lose limbs." He looked at the floor in front of him sadly. "I never told anyone this, however, I was nowhere as skilled as I am now when I fixed myself. I still have nerve damage on my chest, my arm and shoulder. I'm still blind in my eye. I only fixed the appearance. My tonics can't heal me due to that it was already healed." He looked at Contessa and smiled. "I want you to be happy, Miss Contessa. If you're doing it for me or if you're afraid I'll get upset by you rejecting my offers, than don't accept them." He said softly smiling at her. He wouldn't be offended if she said no. I was just a offer to make her happy.