Arthur was looking at her with a puzzled and quizzical look on his handsome yet still ghostly face. He shakes his head. Chalking it up to women. And leaving it at that. Even in his mind. He watches as lightning lights up the room from the various windows. He got a good look at her. Not that he hadn't already. The lightning just lit up her features revealing just HOW beautiful she was. He looks at her. And waits. Then waits some more.<br/><br/>"Well? Are you staying or not? If you wish to turn down my very very rare kind gesture towards the living...get the hell out!" he says. Teeth gritted. "If you wish to stay here until the bad storm is over...tell me now. And I will guide you to a room." he stares at her intensely. "Not MY room. MY room is off limits. Your are FORBIDDEN to go inside my personal room." he says sharply. Yet there was AS much acid as when they first met.