Exiting to the part of his structure where the faithful attended to his needs, he found a large plate of food and a pitcher of ambrosia inflused wine.  Placing it with two goblets, he put everything on one of his many automatons, this one was rather squat, not much more than a mobile table with a couple of arms.  It followed him dutifully as he returned to her room.  It was much more frilly in its decorations than he liked, but it was meant for her for those rare occations she wanted to be alone.<br/><br/>With a small water system surrounding the room and keeping a few small flowering orchids to brighten and freshen the rooms air as well as billowing silks, it was easily the most pleasant room in his domain.  He rather kept things spartan always keeping the bare color of metal and stone around him.  The automaton drew closer, presenting itself closer to Calista for her to eat or drink as Hephaestus settled himself down on the other side of the bed.  It took him several minutes to strip off his armor and his leg braces which gave him the mobility he needed while fighting or crafting.