He followed her slowly, taking everything in quietly, not surprised by her tastes but certainly pleased with the place she called home. He was in no rush, and took the opportunity to just be in the moment…..something he’d not had the chance to do when with her in a very long time. “Very nice. A great deal less cluttered than my place.” There was a good reason for why Triton had to switch out his art pieces every so often….the amount he’d collected over the years was formidable, and he found himself unable to part with any of it.