"I am certain no one could be as magnanimous as you, except perhaps our lady Queen~" Ozymandias was a bit infectious as far as his attitude was concerned, and Artoria easily found herself falling into his shenanigans. Jeanne managed to be a bit shocked by all of this, her stoic older sister was acting pretty normal for her. Well as normal as she did when other people couldn't see her. Perhaps this was some kind of active camouflage, maybe it was just caused by the fact that she didn't need to be hostile. Whatever the case, Jeanne could make the case for being quite friendly with the Pharaohs, given her sister had likely fallen fully into being 'King Arthur'. Strange as it was, Jeanne believed one day the other lass would find the proper balance between her working persona and her regular one. But until then, she'd take these moments as they came and only playfully chide or poke at her sister for her behavior.
Ozymandias was content to watch Nefertari, making an announcement of incoming brilliance. She smirked as she pulled away from Ozymandias rolling her shoulders and seeming to stretch. "I am the one who controls the darkness. My guardian walk among us... give eyes, give aid, give hands. Unbelievable for a Pharaoh to serve, instead walk at my side and assist... Medjed." Oh, What was this? A use of magic, creating a little sheet with drawn-on flat eyes. It also had two hands and feet. Just like a sheet gag but it was a minor god, an extension of Celestial existence. And he worked with Nefertari, moving about, she smiled and gave the little ghost creature a pat on its head. "Now now, we have work to do, split and go... I need a full view," she mused to the little Ghost. It began marching, and marching and marching, each step causing another to appear, until a legion of these creatures stood watch and then the began moving. Each into the stronghold to take a look around and with each other moving about, a different room, a different shape and a different design. The smile that spread across Nefertari's face was one the ages had seen. She gently chewed at her bottom lip as those marks around her eyes began to glow as well. "The Mark that makes, bring life to my vision...bring the splendor of this Pharaoh's mind unto the mortals. Behold, a brilliance only matched by the Sun~" Ah more words. More spells, and this time, furniture, drapes in rich colors and soft textures, pieces which would be fit together, as they fell into the hands of the Medjed. Nefertari could see the whole of the inside of the Headquarters, and through the eyes of each Medjed, she could see where they were placing each item. She directed them with purpose, commanded with the almighty force of her will. She brought out of nothingness, the things which made a home, and she brought order to those random items. She framed windows, she decorated studies, she left open spaces for training sessions. She designed kitchens, storage, and all manner of thing a place like this could need, all while everyone looked on.