Stephen looked at her. Blinking and if he could have he would have been blushing. The reason why is he helped his mother plan this room. "Your...um...welcome." He says in a questioning way. Watching her move around the room. He followed her around as she moved about. "You could but it is quite draining to be solid enough for you to do so. I told you I'm a very powerful ghost. I can be almost as solid as you but it is tiring when I do so." He was being honest. They had to get along somehow....right? He followed her back to the room. "I'm glad you like it. I think this is the room I decorated with my mother. She was a kind woman from what I can remember." He said. Looking a bit sad as he didn't remember so much of when he was in the land of the living. He looked at her. "Need any help?" he asked. Habitual asking of course because he wasn't sure how helpful a ghost would actually be.