"God, that thing was atrocious, I'm so glad you got rid of the display fast. Those poor elves, I just..." She shakes her head, and takes a long drink straight out of bottle like some feral animal. It's been a long day - and she's been in need of a chance to relax, herself.

Thirst sated, she holds the bottle out for him if he wants to take it.

"You could do the other rooms, you know? Have a study for yourself - well, an office or whatever - and guest bedrooms that aren't in shambles from thirty years ago," she suggests. "I could help you with the library!"