It makes him smile. "Well, now that you've assured me it isn't financially irresponsible, I think we should." He rises and offers her a hand, not because she needs it but because he'd like to tuck her close. The small motions of affection that they'd once both hesitated over, especially where others could see, are no less precious to him for having taken practice.

"It would also allow us to host, now and then, if there are those in Hightown we think worth inviting. In a way less complicated than bringing them over here." A home rather than rooms in, effectively, a garrison.