The room, like many rooms, was utilitarian in nature. There is some storage, and one generic but pleasant piece of artwork on the wall. But other than that, it has been kept bare. Once they arrive,  Astra sighs, though manages to keep her grumbling internal. Once she slides off of the large wolf, she pauses to enjoy a few pats along his neck, "Thank you" 

"As far as I kow" he nods some, " your friend is being tended to, and chi here looks like he is recovering fine. If you would like, I can check on Dante again. Then I would implore you to rest" Jacob says, but keeps his voice fairly calm and helpful.