Yves generally didn't really take up that much room, most of his prized possessions were in his Library after all, and he could already think of several things he could add here and there to make Azrael's home their home. Almost as if he was channeling Eli, he could feel the creative energy flowing through him, weaving ideas for what he could do.
"I've got plenty of creativity, so I can help you out with that. And I can get Eli on board to help too, which won't be too difficult I'm sure," Yves chuckled, looking around and nodding. "I'm not sure whether to be excited or nervous." He teased. Azrael was notoriously unpredictable, but that was one of the things that Yves loved about him.
Even though Yves was the first-born, he could still be lazy as a fledgling, so he put down his bag and snapped his fingers, his clothes being instantly put away and his other items stacked neatly in the dressers so he could put them where he wanted them to go at his own leisure.
"Alright babe," Yves turned over to him and let out a long suffering sigh though he was grinning, "What have you got in store for me?"