They do have the space, as a visiting trade delegation from Houston had to leave early, so I change directions, headed for the elevator. Good thing we made everything large down here, though the roof has got to feel claustrophobic to the Nephilim King, who nearly reaches it with his stature. The roof in the resort is two stories tall, so it should be much more comfortable.
"I just realized that this floor is all sized for humans. The resort on the next floor down has much higher roofs and larger beds. Plus, proper Mystic Chefs from an Immortal Plane. I'll meet you in the private dining room there for lunch." I explain, sending Sect Master Becky a text with an explanation. They have the ability to alter or repair the furniture in moments, so they can quickly get ready for our oversized guests.
"Greatly Appreciated. I take it you didn't know of the Nephilim when you designed this place?"
