Room to accommodate, and more - Matthew was accustomed to a house that had other people in it, be it his servants, companions or those in need. For the most part, his door was always open to those who traveled via couch.

'Perfect' felt like high praise and Matt's smile pulled broad as he opened the door to the porch and stepped out. "It does, but that's the beauty of it. Honestly, it reminds me of home." Dark eyes turned to find Cassidy. "Before industry made things so noisy, you could both find and lose yourself in the silence of the country." His eye drifted back to the darkening trees. "It's only been a few nights but I love it out here. The tranquility of nature, the only thing more powerful then us, hm?"

The porch was at least a little less barren, holding a love-seat, a chair from the library that Matt had kept in his room and a low coffee table. Everyone one needed to exist on a porch.