Darcy chuckled a little at the idea of her being elegant; she was to him, but he knew that she would absolutely horrify everyone at home. He liked that about her, though. "She's like no one I've ever met before," he told her, with complete honesty.
"There... aren't really any houses here, as such," he tried to explain. "I do have an apartment. Some things from home are here, so it is like a very, very miniature Pemberley," he smiled. "It is nice, just... different."