A light frown furrowed his brow and drew his eyebrows together. "We cannot always escape pain. Some pain is good to have, and this is one of the lesser amounts to have in the world." He looked up at the sky and then down the road, lights were glowing above the horizon of the trees as they drew closer to town. "I suppose you are going to leave the selection of land to me as well as the construction? I would rather have your input, lest some morning you scowl upon me and complain there is no suitable ground for a garden or some such." He was, naturally, teasing .

Storm found that arguing over the philosophy of pain just was not worth it. Particularly not after last night. So the smile she had for him was loving, and found that the action lifted her spirits some, "Of course I will give you any input you desire, beloved. You show me land, and I will help." Her smile became slightly secretive.

"Help? I think I should discover the manner of this help now. I have the distinct feeling I have gained a supervisor." He chuckles and his good arm snakes around her body to give a pinch to the other side of her waist, just a light one.

"Oh, you wound me!" The pinch was so light that she hardly noticed, but she squirmed and pressed a hand on the area as if it was in pain.

"A severe wound is it? We should perhaps get you home quickly as possible to see to it. Or stop by one of the clinics or Willow's Den?" He made a pinching motion with his hand, but then let his hand fall to rest upon the belt near one of the daggers. They were getting closer to town.

"No, I think I shall live." She avoided his pinching moments, before she paused as she looked straight from her angled position, "What of here, do you think?" She pointed straight ahead of her, to the natural space from a clearing, "Would no have to change the land much, I should think."

He paused and turned to examine the land she indicated. Walking a bit closer to the edge of the road, he looked at the visibility of the road and beyond, the angles of the land, whether it sloped up or down, and then looked back to her. "It would do well, if it is for sale. Think anything around here is not?" A mild twist to his smile as he turned back to look over the land once more. "And I will need more income as well. Maybe someone's huntsman," though his nose wrinkled up with the thought. A most disagreeable daily duty, though not beyond him.

Wanting to look at it further, she walked off the road, not needing to weave through the trees as there was plenty of room, "I could not imagine it not being for sale. Besides, you are of the persuasive sort." She dashed a smile over her shoulder before walking into the clearing, "You could see if Elessaria needs help with her shop." Her tone was all serious while she grinned teasingly.

It was almost a bark of a laugh that fell off into a low chuckle. "I do think she would like customers to come into her shop, not be frightened away."

"You are not that intimidating, beloved." She studied the land, before bringing up the images she had of his friend's cabin in mind. She started to walk a perimeter of where she imagined a house, creating a thick stream of fog to follow to feet, "What else would you care to do?"

Hands on his hips, he sighed, "No, my best bet is to speak with my cousin when he returns. If his journey has been unsuccessful I know he will have a position open, though it will be a poor way to gain a job at the expense of another man. If he comes back successful, then, well, we will see."

She frowned as she tried to think of jobs that would be suitable for him, and keep her mind at ease. Once finishing the outside, she studied the fog that held in place, before starting to separate halls and rooms to the best of her knowledge, while adding a den area from what she remembered, "Did you want something that is involved with Yransea?"

He watched her construct with the fog a layout and went to follow it as well. "I think it might be best. Whom else would understand my need to just up and disappear for unknown amounts of time?"

"I suppose that is true, yes. Unless you start a business of sorts on your own. Then you could come and go as you please." Once she reconstructed the bottom floor to the best of her knowledge with the addition den, she turned to face him, "What do you think?"

A tilt of his head, he motioned to what he thinks is the kitchen. "A tad larger there?" Then continued upon the topic of his job. "And just what sort of business would I begin that has not been done thrice over here?"

After studying his suggestion, she nodded in agreement, moving the for away with her feet so that she could redo to add more room, "I am unsure, beloved. I am just trying to see what other options you may have, as I am unaware of what kind of openings and opportunities are for you here that are connected to Yransea."

"Not many that I am not already involved in other than my cousins, and his currently I only act as safeguard in the hiring of staff." He looked over the land again and nodded. "Just the right amount of trees if we purchase from there," he pointed to a distance half an acre off, "to there," twice the way deeper away from the road, "and across there," another acre to the opposite of where he began. "Perhaps I could hire on at one of the Holding Houses instead of being unofficial."

It was clear that she was intently listening to him, and followed his motions of purchasing land. She licked her lips, and nodded in agreement. "That might be an excellent idea, beloved." Once she thought she fixed the kitchen area, she stepped away for him to examine, "Also, I wonder if we could hire Earths to construct our home. I can speak with them, and see what pricing they would give."

He opened his mouth to retort, reconsidered it, and had several moments of internal debate with himself. In the end of said debate, the lasting of which might have felt like a quarter of an hour but was much less in fact, he smiled and nodded. "A good idea, though, I hope you do not mind going over yet again how that might impact the security of our home? They would not be able to bypass your wards because of some...affinity with the materials during construction, will they?"

She frowned, not quite understanding what he meant. In the time he took to consider her proposition, she had started lining the rooms with walls and ceilings before they could continue to the second floor, "No, beloved. My shields only allow those that I have given access to. You must remember, the Earths do not exactly which to become involved with any of my shields. I am their opposite."

"I thought perhaps with your talent stretching into all elements that might have lessened. In this case, I am glad it has not. Do you think you could convince them to do so? What price do you think they might set?"

She shook her head slowly, "No, it has not, and though for this case it is the better, but I do wish I was not so terrified of close and dark places." Once finished with the downstairs, she doubled-checked her work, "I think I could, yes. And I am sure it will be rather reasonable, but we can look for other options here as well, and compare." Satisfied, she gave him the opportunity to add any other suggestions for the bottom floor.

He looked over the first floor, walking its arrangement, some small voice in him still in suspicion of arcane abilities, and announced, "Looks quite fine. Is this how you will instruct the workers? I think we may be required to have actually plans drawn up"

She shook her head again, "No, as I know anything I create is probably not structurally sound. This is just for you and me." She pointed up, "Ready to start the next floor?" She raised her brow, curious if he would catch her entire meaning.