He kissed her forehead as he stepped in, and looked up the stairs briefly - the boys were asleep, dogs at their feet - before he turned back to look over at her. "Anything good?" Asmodeus asked by way of the books she was reading, before he walked into the living room, which was meticulously clean, despite the cozy decorating that reminded him vaguely of something a certain pair of vampires would have done to the place. "Oh! And did you get the things I sent here? Do you want to return anything, replace it with other styles?" He meant the nursery items.