"The dining room will have to be redone," he said immediately. The decor had been put in when the house was meant to be a novelty, a getaway. It wasn't something he was prepared to deal with forever. "It's a little rustic for everyday use. And the main hall, I think - the chandelier ..."
He trailed off, giving her a sidelong glance. He supposed it had been a real question, but it was clear to him her heart wasn't in it. Fair enough - the prospect of redecorating their future home wasn't a proper diversion from the troubles at hand. "There's no need to see to it just yet, anyhow. Once we've settled in, I'm sure there will be any number of things we discover that need a little attention - seeing as I'll have nothing to do but pick it all apart." He intended to be a help to her, even if he'd never really had his hands in it before. "And if there's somewhere else you'd rather go, my love, we'll go. You never said where you wanted to move." Likely because he hadn't asked.