He smiled as he entered, his defenses melting back into him, and strode into the room like he owned it and had every right to be there. He could 'feel' his wives' fuming as they entered and got a good look at the occupants, their 'harem' outfits only called that because they were too high quality to be scraps. He looked about, idly brushing his mind against the harem angel's minds, while looking around for notes, a journal, a desk, anything of that nature, though he didn't see anything after the brief search, showing that the fragment had kept everything in his head, like most gods. He then turned and headed back out, using a touch of magic to settle the harem girls, as well as mentally begging for Ama and Inari to follow so as not to cause a scene in front of the angels. He had no idea if they saw anyone other than the fragment, but them having a row would be around the angelic flight in no time flat if they saw and did talk to anyone else.<br/><br/>"Going to add another room, to the side of that one. They are still sane, and quite... happy with the privilege of pleasuring their god."<br/><br/>He related what he had learned when he had brushed against their minds, as he placed a hand on the wall, and made a second door, for Ama and Inari, before connecting the rooms together so they could check to ensure he was not dallying with the locals without their permission.