"Ahh, yes, if they can run for two weeks, then that's hardly a concern, although I imagine, as they grow more and more developed, it might be a concern." She blushes, clearly sensing his attraction through their familiar bond... and he can't help but feel a mutual attraction; less sexual than most of his women, but she is, undoubtedly, growing closer to him, slowly and surely.<br/><br/>Violet had taken her time to adjust the room; reflecting their interests, and the various 'dates' they'd had. The majority of the room is a small garden, filled with the soft, violet flowers, surrounding a small picnic she'd set up. An adjacent portion of the room is a violet-themed bedroom, a number of candles, yet unlit, surrounding an over-sized bed, covered with fluffy pillows, obviously meant to be as comfortable as possible.<br/><br/>Violet, herself, sits near the picnic, and smiles warmly, when he enters. "I'm glad you came... I, well... I felt like a little celebration was called for, And, um..." She blushes, and looks away, leaving her true desire unstated, but he can tell that, beneath the plush robe she was wearing, she had only a set of<em>very</em>flattering undergarments.