Hibiscus siezes front. 

"Heeeeeeeeeeee," she grins. "That May is a real piece of work, huh?~" She giggles. "Nice of her. I think I could get used to this." 

"Looks like it, yeah. Well, guess I don't have to upgrade the kitchen any. That fireplace is easily big enough for your meditation, as well as... other things we might want to do with it."

She walks over to the full-height set of cabinets. "I think this set has preservation enchantments on it to keep things fresh. That's convenient."

"Among other convenient things, yes."

A faint blush dusts her cheeks, accompanied by a wry smirk. "Would you like a brief tour of the various additions and what they're for? Or shall we save that for a day when we're planning to try them out?"

"Sure, hit me."

Sable steps up to the firepit, experimentally folding the grilles down over the flames. With a bit of tugging and pulling, she finds that the grilles can be positioned to meet and cover the full-length of the firepit, and that the reachable heights include a range around waist-height. She nods. "Connected like this, the grilles can be used for whole grilling, the height options include perfect heights for a person to bend over for grilled breasts, and then these," she gestures at the U-shaped brackets, "are for holding up spitted roasts." She nods at the poles tucked away in the corner nook.

"My my my. You do have exotic tastes, don't you?"

"You could say that, yes," she grins.

"Shall we move on? I have a suspicion there's going to be a lovely bedroom for us two."

Sable links arms with Hibiscus and nods, strolling back to the living room, and then toward the first hallway.

There's a short hall behind the curtain, with one door on either side and a pair of double doors at the end. Frosted glass skylights let in "natural light". 

Hibiscus darts to the right-hand entrance and then the left, and finds a well-lit study (with a desk and bookshelves, but short of any books as of yet) and a small bedroom with a pink-sheeted double bed respectively. 

She raises an eyebrow. "I think that's a guest bedroom? I bet the real place is through those double doors."

"I bet you're right. I'm excited."

She tugs Hibiscus along eagerly to the doors at the end.

Hibiscus pushes the double doors open, and comes out into a room with an enormous violet bed, easily large enough for four people. To its right sits a nightstand with a lamp, and below that is a pet bed just large enough for someone to curl up in by themselves. On the left side of the room a "window" opens out to a scene of violet waves on a gemstone shore, stars twinkling high overhead. There's a small desk by the window with padded floor beneath it; the whole rest of the room is filled with deep violet shag carpet, which is soft and springly beneath their feet. It smells of old books and sea air.

"Ooh," Hibiscus says, and goes over to inspect the desk. Sure enough, there's a little cubbyhole beneath it with a lying-cushion and several metal rings inset to the wall.

Hyacinth looks back and forth between the pet bed and the cubby beneath the desk and grins. 

"I've always wanted something like this!' She giggles, awash with bright joy.

Sable sighs happily, looking around the room. "This is gorgeous. I definitely call shenanigans, though. I didn't think to ask for the pet bed or the desk cubby — adorable and hot that you're so delighted about those, by the way — and the only person in all of CORA who'd know to create the vista outside the window is May."

"Some sub-process of hers must have scanned my search history... Which is a bit spooky, but I think I can find it in my heart to forgive her when she did it for this."

"Same, honestly. In this case, the view outside is taken from our mindscape, but with slightly brighter-colored waves, and May saw it during the death dream."

She walks over to the window and looks up at the violet sky and colorful stars. "Lovely little touch of home there."

Hyacinth's eyebrows rise. "She read your mind?"

Sable bobbles her head back and forth a bit. "Sort of. The death dream takes its location from your memories, apparently, someplace you feel safe. That was the only place for us. She can read conscious thoughts though, from what I've seen."

"I see..." 

Hyacinth frowns. "Worrisome. But I guess the data must be there, for all the thought controlled interfaces to work..."

Sable nods. "Yeah, it has to be." She shrugs. "There are worse things."

"I'm not going to say I'm pleased about that, but given the state of SAI rights I'm going to sit on that information, at least for now."

She sighs, and goes and flops into the bed.

Sable flops down beside her.

"From what little I've seen she only uses it to do her death dream job, but there's no way to know for sure."

"Depending on how they made her she might literally have no choice," Hyacinth says. "But let's not talk about this. I want to cuddle."