Darius looked at him curiously then away. "I.. just buy things. But maybe.. my art?" He said and looked very pleased. "I am quite an artist really." He had no idea what this fellow was talking about. He didn't know if there was anything in his name, he never worked for money. He'd just tell people who he was and what he wanted and sometimes his father yelled at him for whatever he bought. He didn't think about it any harder than that.