The Dragon stared at the King for a few moments before tilting his head to the side slightly. It seemed the King was not really being formal with him, more so being semi-informal. He was offering him a manor which was near a certain person's manor. As he said that the daughter was quite pleasant, it seemed the King wanted to play matchmaker. He was humbled, the dragon smirked slightly and crossed their legs, licking their drying lips a bit. The garden district was definitely someplace he would enjoy, though his ancestors so-called home sounded rather nice. Plus there was a girl to<span style="font-style: italic">play</span>with next door.<br/><br/>"I wouldn't mind taking up residents in the ancestral home," he said with a light chuckle, attempting not to yawn. Nobu would scratch their chin as they pondered. There was a lot they could request, though a lot of which they could request, the Dragon could do on their own. When the servant came over ot the dragon with the bottle of wine, they arched a brow slightly at the bottle. "Wine doesn't sit well with my stomach, sorry. I'll have to decline." If the King hadn't noticed, Nobu had been drinking juice earlier rather than alcohol. "If you have anymore of the tropical flavored drink from earlier..."<br/><br/>Directly outside the door of the room which the King and Dragon were now inhabiting, the subordinate from earlier was happily prepped against the wall beside the door. His eyes were shut and one foot was lightly pressed against the wall. Whilst his arms were crossed over his chest, he would be waiting for Nobu to emerge.