Murusa is busy at work inside her home, which isn't surprising considering that's what she does with part of her free time. The walls and ceilings are in, so right now she is on her hands and knees putting in the floor. Solarix pauses as he admires the home from outside, then steps up to tap on the door "Murusa? I hear you inside." he calls. Murusa looks up, smiling, "Hello Hierophant." she peers past you, "No escorts?" she asks curiously, then looks back to her work, slowly unrolling and then riveting the brushed steel flooring to the subfloor. "Why? I see nothing wrong." he notes.