Though she'd been calling London home for the last couple weeks while the dust settled after the elopement, Febby still felt decidedly out of place in Edric's home there. Admittedly, it was probably because every time she'd been there before that, it was, well, in secret and even after she was free to roam around, she still felt like she was intruding. The library had been her safe haven, and oh, what a hideaway it was, but she wanted something of her own and she knew Edric did too.

Taking a moment to appreciate their anonymity in this quaint little seaside down, Febs looped her arms around one of her husband's and rested her head against his shoulder while she contemplated the property in front of them. She could hear the ocean, smell the sea air and feel the breeze, that much was likely enough to tip her over the edge, but the little cottage before them was just darling and she wanted it. It needed some love, that was for sure, but rather than deter her, she actually wanted something she had to put a little effort into; it would give her something to do during the day. Plus, between her and Mrs. H, who had indeed agreed to accompany them in this next chapter of their life, would certainly make it work.

Febs bit her lip, trying to hide the excited smile that threatened to light up her features, as she looked up at Edric with eager brown eyes. They'd seen a couple others that would do, but this one, this had everything she wanted. Febs could already envision the garden and the little swing she'd set up and the roses; she desperately wanted a rose garden. "I really like this one," She admitted, trying to keep her enthusiasm under wraps just in case he didn't. He said it was her call, but she was not the one paying for it, so she didn't want him to get something he didn't like. "What do you think?"