Soren's eyes went wide. "I - you'd do that for us? I mean, we don't need that much room, it's just the four of us, but I don't know, someday I want to give you ..." His voice trailed off, and he took another sip of his wine. The pink rising along his cheeks was unmistakable. "That would be a gift that's - it'd be too much to expect or even hope for, Pappa." He blinked and swallowed hard.