Fleur bit her lip again. She didn't know how she knew, but she was afraid offering to put her money towards a home would hurt him. He was a proud man and wanted to provide for her and their son. She didn't want to fight over money. She didn't want to fight at all. Could she phrase things in a way that wouldn't hurt him? "But do we want to look?" She shrugged slightly. "I'd say we could move to my childhood home, but it was destroyed. I still have the land, but I'd rather stay in this country, and Gabrielle wants to move in with her girlfriend."