He was a quiet shadow lingering at her heels as she led the way to the areas of the penthouse that he was quite sure not many people ventured to. The colours here were almost a relief to see, so different from the stark white of the living room they had taken coffee in.
Shortly after stepping into the office, he separated from her, taking a closer look at all the room had to offer, filing away the colours he saw, the general atmosphere of the room. "And where is it that you want the painting to be hung?" Simon asked a moment later, gaze sliding over towards her. "It would be horrible to clash, wouldn't it?"