He grinned, before sending back that tomorrow would be perfect, before countering the offer for the art pieces/'artifacts' by pointing out that what he already was getting were better, and that he wouldn't mind a room for the night instead. He gave the elder from the first meeting a significant, but quick look, before accepting the offer. He spent the night making the gorgeous elven elder squeal, moan, and whimper in utter delight, before heading back home to pick up his smith-concubine. He paused at the entrance to her room, now a large forge room, her huge body in the center, with their four daughters working on various other projects, as he waited for her to finish up.