Oh Caroline so hoped this hadn't been how she and Evander had been, she found herself growing slightly warm in embarssment for them. She doubted her and Evander had been much like this, they had never truly talked about children, but there had been the shipwreck and a whole score of other things she'd rather have been private in the way they were now that she was married.

Luckily for Zelda (and Alfred) they had Caroline for a chaperon and not Hope or even worse (or better depending on your opinion of it) Nimiane. Caroline could smooth over any conversation, she thought confidently, making a decision to step in and help.

"It will make a lovely nursery or guest room, the perfect view of the ocean." She declared as if she hadn't heard any of it, but she looked at Alfred when she said nursery and turned to Zelda when she said guest room.

Then she smiled at them both, "But I'm sure there is more to see. Perhaps," Well what else was less embarassing? The kitchen? That seemed dull. The main bedroom? Too intimate after this particular conversation. Oh! "The study?" All men had studies, she was sure of it. Houses simply didn't come with out studies, did they?