He grinned, watching his drow daughter working, showing the same irritation he did when a project refused to work, and had to refrain from whispering a suggestion of a stable shape to her. She was clearly enjoying the challenge, and like her mother, didn't take well to having someone give unwanted help. Avi's older daughter was no where to be seen, but she might be in her private lab. Draiss did frown slightly, before starting to sneak up behind Nadriina, but she turned before he could embrace her from behind, though it did allow him to admire her much more matronly form. Motherhood had clearly been good for her, and he would have to tease her about it. He stepped around her table, and hugged her, giving his familiar a long kiss, one hand sliding up her side, before resting his forehead against hers. "Prototypes usually are flawed in some way. What do you have?"<br/><br/>He stepped around to stand beside her, his side against hers, and an arm around her waist, all the positive emotions he had for her slowly trickling down their link, knowing she wouldn't enjoy the usual rush with their daughter nearby, and her trying to work.