Persephone nodded, smiling softly at how he was already jumping into the logistics of this. It was exactly where her mind had been drifting, too, and she was glad to know he wanted to be the one to take care of most of it. There was one question she wanted to ask, but she wasn't sure she wanted to in case it spoiled the lovely moment they were having. Where would they live? She didn't know where Donald lived, but as he was a doctor, she assumed (just based off of her knowledge of a doctor's income) that his lodgings would be smaller than hers. Then an idea came to Persephone, and so she set it forth to him: he mentioned he'd bought a place to set up a medical clinic but also to live in, right? Well, what if they lived here, in her house, and the entire building he owned would be the medical center? It would allow more space for clientele and equipment, and (this is where she really got excited) while Donald was setting up all he needed to inside, Persephone could design a loft if there was no attic, or, if there was, redesign that upper space as a place for Donald to sleep in case he couldn't make it home some nights.