Cassie had wandered into the Great Hall a little earlier to seek some peace and quiet. She was just feeling a little bit overwhelmed, and she had an upset stomach to boot. So she'd found a couch near the hearth and laid out on it, enjoying the quiet and the warmth until she'd managed to fall into a light sleep.

Chi had a cup of coffee in his hands, yawning slightly he rolled his neck and looked sideways at Erin. He gave her a lazy half smile and pushed the door leading into the Hall, holding it open with his shoulder, allowing her to pass.

Erin hadn't showered so much in her life. Hair wet, again. It was pulled into those usual pigtails, neater, though, because hair is much harder to be messy when wet. Erin was dressed for Sunday. A faded green dress that had seen better days. She passed through the door smiling over her shoulder. She had tea. ?I think we're getting antisocial.?

?It's called sobriety - well convenient sobriety at least.? He followed her in, allowing the door to close with a thud in their wake.

?Aw, thanks, that's what this weird feeling in my head is?? A roll of her eyes as she moved further into the room.

The thud and voices didn't wake her yet, but she shifted on the couch, mumbling a little in her sleep as lips pulled into a frown for a moment before her features smoothed back out.

?Have any honey or shaving cream?? He whispered slyly at seeing Cass asleep on the couch.

?Why would I have shaving cream?? She gave him a nudge to his ribs, smiling over at Cass now too.

?It can be used extracurricularly.? He shrugged, ?I didn't want to put it past your eccentricity.?

She laughed a little, trying to keep it quiet. ?You really think quite highly of me.? A nod to the door that led to the inn. ?Really want honey?? An almost devilish grin.

She would kill them both! She did look so peaceful at times when she slept, and this was one of those times after that frown had smoothed away. One arm was hanging over the side of the couch, fingers just barely brushing the floor.

He grinned and nodded silently.

She slid from his side and back through the door, closing it rather quietly behind her. Erin knew the inn pretty well, and the bar better(she did work there!) so it wasn't long before she was back with a thing of honey. The type she didn't like, thankyouverymuch and pressed it into his hand. ?I'll have nothing to do with this.?

?Oh and you're definitely my accomplice.? He crept closer to the couch and the sleeping Cass.

?Nope.? Shake of the head, leaning on another chair as she watched him. ?I am an innocent bystander. I have no idea what is it you are doing with that honey.? Pause, quiet gasp. ?In fact, where on earth did you get it??

Poor Cassie. Still sleeping, a lamb to the slaughter.

One of the large glass doors on the side of the hall clicked open and Gideon stepped inside. He'd thought to make a quiet entrance into the inn... but it seemed there was more fun going on in here. He smiled silently as he shoved hands deep into the pockets of his jeans and strolled towards the small gathering, a brow lifting in interest as he watched Malachi approach Cass' sleeping form.
"Careful mate...she wears more weapons on her then she does underclothes."

He flipped the top off the squeezable honey and glanced up at Gideon. ?Which makes it all the more fun eh??

A roll of her eyes at Gideon, smirk still there as she watches from her lean. ?You two are cruel.?

That was her opening! One hand shot out to curl about the wrist holding the honey, and she'd give it a good yank, her grip iron. She'd shift so that she wouldn't get squished under him, and slip off of the couch, yanking his arm up around his back and press him into the couch if he didn't manage to wiggle free. ?The hell were you going to do with that??

?She doesn't usually wear underclothes does she? So that's really not saying a whole lot. Oof? As she twisted his arm he laughed, ?uhm paint by numbers??

Erin jumped back at the sudden movement, and it started her laughter, hands going to tighten a lose wet pigtail. She leaned back against the chair she had been leaning on, a hand wrapped around her midsection.

He couldn't help but chuckle as Cass lived up to her reputation...well...one of them. He hid his smile behind the cup of one hand across his lower face and moved forward, strolling over to where Cass held Chi prisoner. "Come on Cass. I'm sure you've heard the old line about Honey catching more flies than vinegar. Malachi was just trying to help you out."

A swat to the back of his head, though it wasn't hard enough to really hurt. ?I do so wear underclothes!? Fingers reaching to snatch the honey, conveniently open. ?Think I'll do a little paint by number myself.?

?Oh, come on now guys?? Erin was sidestepping out of the way.?No need for any sticky casualties, huh?? Sweet smile. inch, inch, inch.

She brandished the honey at Gideon, fingers tightening, threatening to squeeze honey at him! ?Perhaps you should examine your own manner and consider that statement.? Erin was going to get it too!

"Ah." He in turn caught Cassie's wrists and drew them back behind her, breaking her grip on Chi. His fingers were like iron, but she'd felt his grip before...she knew. He squeezed slowly, grinding delicate wrist bones together. "Now, now Cass."

?Good I only just got out of the shower.? He winked and uncharacteristicly stuck his tongue out at Cass. ?Thank you Gideon.?

?Guys.... come on.? Erin was not amused. Her lips were pursed and she took a step towards Gideon and Cassie before she stopped.

He gave Chi a priceless smile and held Cass captive before him, facing outwards.

She jerked her wrists even though she knew they wouldn't come loose. No wince at the pain, but she did drop the honey bottle. That was okay. She lifted a foot and stomped backwards, seeking his feet as her target.

And an easy step out of the way of her foot. "Tsk. Come on, now peacock. Play nice, yes?"

?Gideon. Let her go.? She was getting angry. That happened quickly, if you knew. he would know. ?We were just playing.?

?Let me go and I'll show you just how nice I can play.? Jerking at her wrists again. May as well try. While she considered her other options. Those options getting increasingly violent in her head.

It was a delicious Sunday and unlike most, Sascha had no regrets from the night before. In fact she thought very little about it. She slipped into the hall quite obviously seeking a quite spot of her own. Today was casual; airy linen pants that seemed to hang from her hips, a drawstring of the same material the only thing keeping them secured. Her shirt was cream silk, only buttoned to just above the navel, the rest left open to catch the breeze. Her hair was fixed, half up and half down and she was unabashedly barefoot. She had a leather-bound book in her hands and wore a pair of designer tortoiseshell reading glasses; she looked at ease, comfortable and vulnerably human. She glanced up as she entered and laughed. ?Stage fighting or should I be concerned??

"I don't know...I think if I let her go now she'd try to kill me." His gaze flicked to Sash and her sashaying entrance onto the little scene. "Sash, come over here and calm Cass down won't you? You've a way with the wild ones."

It was difficult, but she didn't growl. ?If you don't let me go, I might kill you.? Her voice tight, controlled. She'd given up jerking on her wrists because she was just causing herself useless pain. Another stomp, the heel of her foot trying to find the top of his.

?God damn it, Gideon.? She was pissed, her hands were little fists at her sides, but she didn't move. ?Stop being a condescending ass for one minute of your life, please?? She was frustrated, mostly, her day was going well, and suddenly it wasn't.

She grinned, a small dimple forming at the corner of her mouth. ?Let her go then. I doubt very much she's into being tied down.? She winked at Cass.

He looked over at Erin in question and then to Sascha and back to Gideon and his captive. ?It's all fun and games until the lioness is released. Ease off Gid - bad idea on my part. I'll take the blame.? He shrugged and really didn't care if they were angry with him. He just wanted to sit and enjoy his coffee which was rapidly getting cold.

"Calm down, Erin." He gave her a bemused and condescending look, as if she were a child over reacting. Another smooth step out of the way of Cassie's foot. "Oh she's more into it then she let's on. Come on over and give her a kiss Sash. I promise she's gentle as a lamb."

?Let. Me. Go.? Low, her voice almost a growl now. She could keep stomping at his foot, but likely they'd just look like they were doing some sort of retarded dance.

She crossed the cold floor in a glide and smiled unneringly at Gideon ?Tis a small price to pay for freedom, hmm?? She winked at Cass and leaned in to brush the lightest of kisses across her mouth. Her gaze flickered back to Gideon. ?Done and paid in full - let her go.?

He was doing more than pissing her off now, he was goading her on. Chi got a thankful look, saying just what she felt. Had it been any other person Gid had pinned, Erin may have just left, but that didn't seem pertinent at the moment, so she just dropped herself into a chair with a long somewhat labored sigh.

He released Cassie's hands with Sascha's light kiss, and took two large and cautious steps waaaay back, holding his hands up before him in defense, laughing the entire time.

She understood the joke while at the same time sympathizing with the gathered that didn't. For them life was short and every moment counted. For Gideon..for Sascha it was an eternity of repetition and anything done to divert was worth the price it exacted.

She was still for the kiss. Quiet, even. It didn't bother her much except that Gideon had manipulated the situation for it. As soon as she was released, she took back those two large steps, legs nearly as long as his eating up the distance, hands balled up, and swung a fist towards his jaw. Cassie could put her fist through the door of a car. It might break every bone in her hand, but she could do it. And a lot of that strength was throw into that punch.

His head snapped towards the side, hard...and stayed there, laughter silenced for a second. His jaw flexed slowly, eyes narrowing in pain. He spat, black blood splattering the beautiful parquet wood floor, a string of it clinging to his chin... and then he laughed again softly, turning his head slowly back towards Cass, pale eyes taunting, dangerous.

When Cass threw the punch, Erin put down her tea, stood up and cast a look over her shoulder at Chi. A somewhat pained expression. She was not one for fights. She was tired of her friends always being at each other's throats. It was all so toxic lately... She pressed her fingers to the bridge of her nose, hung her head, and headed for the door that led to the outside.
"Find me when you're all fucking sane again." Mutter, mumble, mutter.

She didn't stop with that punch. Her other hand had balled up, and she was stepping forward and into him, flinging another punch towards his stomach. There was nothing controlled or refined in her movements, just raw anger. She'd had enough of his using her as a punching bag. So now she was going to make him her punching bag.

?Cass? She laid a gentle hand on the flailing woman's arm. ?Enough hmm? I think the point has been made.?

?Fantastic? He didn't know what his options were really. What Chi did know was that his coffee was fucking cold. And his face was an open book. ?It was goddamned honey - that's all. Jesus it's a fucking asylum when we're all in the same room.?

Door opened and then clicked light behind her. Erin leaned on the door, still pinching her nose. The thought that someone may follow her didn't even cross her mind, so she stayed there against the door. She figured if she heard laughter or anything merry she'd go back, and if not, she'd go to work.

He took the hit to the stomach and barely flinched, before he reached out to grab hold of her arms and bring her to stillness, pinning her close to him, face to bloody, bruised face. "Easy. Easy." He smiled down at the enraged vixen. "Had that coming, did I?"

She paid the hand on her shoulder no mind. She was ready to go on and try to kill him with her bare hands, but he'd gotten hold of her once again. Cassie kept trying to fight against the grip, trying to bring her hands up between them to shove at his chest.
?Had that and more! I will not tolerate your abuse! I won't!? There were actually tears swimming in her eyes, threatening to spill over.

"Sssh. Ok. Alright." The tears were a bit much for him. Anger he could take, snark he loved...but a crying woman he could not. He kept his grip on her but it was not rough, just strong enough to keep her from getting loose and decking him again. He reliquished though and wrapped both arms around her, pinning her against him in a hug, one hand at the back of her head. "Ok, Cass, ok. It's ok."

She'd stepped back and in time made her way to the wet bar. She poured a rather stiff drink and stood in mild amusement. She drank and settled her shoulder against the mantle, absently tugging at her bottom lip.

There was something going on that was more than just her being tired of his insults. Her struggles hadn't ceased, but they had become less and less as she began to tire. ?I won't! I do not have to anymore! No more..? A shuddering breath wracked through her body as eyes closed, trying to keep those cursed tears from falling. She finally gave over and just leaned against him. Not reciprocating the hug, but not trying to kill him anymore, for the moment. ?I won't..?

Erin had counted to ten. She'd fought back the tears. And then she'd gotten over not being followed. So she pushed back into the room. Blinkblinkblink. Yeah, it was time for a drink. She headed to the wet bar, pouring a drink for herself and taking up a lean a somewhat safe distance from Sascha.

"Alright. Look, I'm sorry." So what if he only half meant it? He'd enjoyed tormenting her...he wasn't enjoying this. He stroked her hair lightly. "You got me... mad." Jealous actually, but who was keeping score? "I just let it get out of hand. I'll stop, alright? It's ok." His fingers found their way under the soft strands of her hair to rub soothingly against her scalp. He let his cheek, the good one, rest against the top of her head.

It was hard not to relax when getting a scalp massage, and Cassie was no different in that regard. A quiet sniffle as she sagged into him a little further. Her energy as well as her strength seemed to have been sapped. It was something she'd consider later. The barest of nods, more easily felt than seen, but she was afraid to speak. Afraid a sob would come out instead. This was confusing. Cassie got angry, yes, but rarely did she lose control and cry, or even threaten to cry.

And it was then Sascha realized Gideon wasn't at all the same as he was in London. He'd grown a conscience, apparently and while still his arrogant self he actually seemed to care. She didn't remember the last time she really cared about anything and thus the entire situation became an anomaly - a puzzle to be figured out.

Erin was watching. Thinking. Cassie wasn?t Cassie. Bottom lip taken in her mouth as she started thinking about a few things. That was something to puzzle on.... she sipped from the short glass filled with whiskey and looked over the room. Chi was gone. A mental note made to find him later.

He brushed a kiss across her forehead and released the hug somewhat so that he could cup her face in his hands. God it hurt to talk, hurt to smile or even move his face. The girl had a helluva arm on her, that was for bloody sure. He forced a smile nonetheless. "Ah Cass, don't cry now..." Thumbs strokes her cheekbones. "I'm an arse, alright? And you got me back fair and square. I'll shut up, alright?"

A few tears had managed to spill over, and she was blinking rapidly to ensure that the rest didn't follow. She swallowed, and nodded a bit, teeth grabbing her lower lip between them and abusing it for a few moments before she finally did speak, her voice a hoarse whisper. ?I did not mean to cry..?

And now an apology she would've sworn it a farce if it weren't for Cass's apparent anguish and the lack of any subterfuge in Gideon's eyes, posture and aura. She squinted rolling around all possible scenarios in her mind.

He laughed softly and brushed the tears away for her. "Well if it'll make you feel better you can hit me again... just not in the face this time, right? I'm too pretty for that.?

The urge to get Cass a cocktail was pushed down. Erin wasn't sure why, but she got her a bottle of water instead. It was that something wasn't sitting right with her. Perhaps it would hit Cassie, too, the water instead of Erin's typical tequila offering. But she held the bottle, and headed to the pair, standing far enough away to not interrupt, but close enough to allow her cousin to claim her if she wished.

That drew a smile and a small laugh from her, despite herself. ?I will think on it. Your face will be pretty again, though. Perhaps I'll abstain from hitting you again. For now.? Another little smile, before she caught Erin's appearance. The water was accepted gratefully, though not opened yet. ?Thank you.?

He glanced up at Erin's approach and released his grasp on Cassie, whilst giving Erin a grim smile, pale eyes teasing lightly. "Hell I'm out numbered now... if all three of you are carrying daggers and a man named Brutus shows up I'm screwed.

She raised her hands. ?I'm just the moderator.? Said softly, stepping back again. ?And I'm not armed this morning. It was supposed to be peaceful?? A half smile and a bit of a shrug. It was supposed to be a time when she could finally actually talk to Chi rather than shove him on a bed, or against a wall, or be shoved onto a...you get the point.

Cassie was too wrapped up in current events to wonder why Erin had gotten her water. Cassie liked water. She was opening it up and taking a sip at that moment even. ?Don't worry. If I decide to kill you, I'd probably do it by myself..? Perhaps not a reassuring statement, but the teasing lilt to her voice might be.

"Oh well good. I'd hate to be known as the bloke who was harangued to death by a group of ladies. Though I suppose there are worse ways to go." Sascha had disappeared...thankfully. He stepped past Cassie and Erin and strolled nonchalantly outside into the garden, pausing to spit and spit again until two teeth hit the pavement. He groaned and put a hand to his throbbing jaw, cracking is gently. The motion sending a nauseating wave of pain straight through him like a bolt of lightening.

She turned to watch Gideon for a long moment, taking her lip back into her mouth. "Wow..." Muttered to herself. She turned in a small circle, she wanted to help him too, but she wasn't sure what to get him. Another bottle of water grabbed and she told Cassie to take a seat before peeking her head out the door. ?Hey, got you one too.? Really softly, that.

A glance at Erin, looking a little embarrassed as Gideon headed out, and she obeyed, retaking her seat on the couch that she'd been napping on. She rubbed at the knuckles of her right hand some, frowning. She'd split them open on his face, and they were aching now as well. Or at least, she was finally noticing the ache.

"Mmn. Fanks." He reached out and took the water, unscrewed the top and took a glug, swishing it round his mouth and spitting again onto the flagstones, the bloody water dark.

"You okay, hun?" She stepped out the rest of the way. "Want me to take a look at it? That could really smart..." She knew what she believed, and she knew what she saw. Neither fit the other, so she shrugged it off. You deserved something, but not teeth... She was looking for his teeth on the pavement, thinking about what she had learned about hwo to save them.

"No.. no. It's awight. I'll be fwine" He gave her an attempt at a smile that turned out more of a grimace. "Just leave the teef. It's ok."

?I can get you a coach... You really should clean your mouth out.. and put the teeth in milk?? She was worried, it was clear on her face, shifting from foot to foot. A look over her shoulder at where Cass was sitting. Another worry. ?Is your stomach okay? She could have really hurt you... perhaps you should...? And she trailed off and took a step back realizing she suddenly seemed a little nuts.

She was fidgeting on the couch, sipping her water periodically and examining her knuckles, the little bit of blood that still oozed slowly. She might have cracked or even broken a knuckle on his face. Faces weren't exactly soft pillows for a fist.

He gave her a look... that exasperated male look. "Weally. I'm fwine. I'm just...gonna head home an get some ice." He handed her back the bottle of water and gave her another grimacing smile. A few hours and he'd be right as rain and with no way to explain it. God bless the magical healers that worked in the city. He could show up the next night looking perfect and attribute it to one of them.

The look she gave him was one of knowing. He could read it, she knew he could. But she wouldn't say a word. She had promised herself that this would be something they both knew the other knew and pretended they didn?t. She looked at the water, the blood on the bottle. ?You should keep this. Don't want blood around, never know what's in it.? Said softly. A pointed acceptance. ?Be careful on your walk.?

He returned Erin's look with one of confusion. Play the fool to the T. He shook his head in befuddlement and took the bottle to turn it over and let it splash on the flagstones. If she wanted to confront him as Cassie had with her suspicions then she had better be more forthright about it. As it was he was in no condition to have an argument about it now. He shoved the empty bottle back into her hands and struck off for the maze of alleyways. "Fanks."

Ah, but she wasn't confronting him. She was way more subtle than that. ?Don't forget to take the teeth.? If he did, she'd go and get them later. Not things to leave hanging about. And she pushed back into the hall to look after her cousin. A shake of her head as she heads to the bar for ice.

He grumbled something unintelligible and scooped the broken enamel up off the walk on his way past, shoving them into his pocket.

A glance up at Erin as she returned. ?Is he okay?? Of course he was, and Cassie realized it was a stupid question almost as soon as she asked it. She looked back down, a little embarrassed by her loss of control. Goodness those knuckles were interesting.

?He'll be fine. Has some teeth to get replaced.? She shrugged a little as she prepared the ice pack. ?He deserved it but... well.. not much like you.? She dropped the water bottle into the garbage and brought the ice over.

?Oh.. I didn't mean to..? Well, she'd meant to hurt him at the moment that she was doing it. But now she felt a little stupid. She looked up as Erin approached with the ice. Figuring it was for her. ?Thank you..?

?No problem.? She handed it over. ?Cassie... are you okay?? She pauses taking a seat next to her. ?I'm an expert on mental breakdowns, and well... you just had one. They don't just happen on their own??

?Yeah. I'm okay..? Settling the ice over her hand and then wincing. Though it was more at the words than at the sting of the cold against her hand. ?I just.. It was just too much.. The insults.. The abuse.. I thought left it behind when I left England.. And I wasn't going to take it anymore..?

?You want to talk about it?? She was treading on thin ice, but she had a feeling of all the people that have seen her naked, no one had ever asked that. And Erin knew how much someone just asking could help. ?London.. here.. anything? If it's all bottled up like that...?

?I.. I don't know..? Erin had a pretty accurate feeling in that case. ?I'm a bastard, you know..? Not calling he character into question, merely her antecedents. ?And I was never allowed to forget it, you know?? A bitter laugh. ?The glittering throng, despite all of their flaws and follies, did so like to remind me of mine.?

She takes the ice and lifts it to inspect, crinkling her nose. ?Cass, listen to me. And what I'm about to say may sound as hollow as anything coming from me.... but...those people are all petty spiteful people that want to take what they can and then climb on your shoulders. All of them.? She took a deep breath as she thought. ?It doesn't matter who your parents are, it doesn't matter how many idiotic children thought it would be fun to use you to help them... you're you. And you're wonderful. You're loyal, you're funny, you're beautiful and youre fun... You're smart and interesting... you're one of the best people here. Gideon takes shots at you becuase he's threatened by you. People are....? She shook her head, letting Cassie's hand go. ?You stand by me while I go and tear my life apart, you're.... I don't know. I know it's easier to say let it go than it is to do it. But...?

She winced a little as the ice was lifted, and inspected her hand as well. There was swelling and redness around her knuckles, her skin puffy around the cuts. She'd simply go to a healer later. She was more fascinated with the damage than she might have been, but she didn't really know how to respond to all that Erin had just said. So she simply shrugged a little bit. Could mean whatever Erin wanted it to mean. Cassie rarely spoke aloud those things, avoided thinking about the past.

?You should get this looked at by someone.? Said softly before she looked back up. ?Cassie, I'm far from sane. And I have no legs to stand on when it comes to telling you not to hold things in....I just... I'm here if you ever want to talk. I'll always be here.? She paused, looking past her cousin. ?The shit is about to hit the fan... and no matter what happens and how the chips fall, I want us to be okay and I want you to be able to talk to me before something like this happens again. I could never judge you. Who am I to be throwing stones??

?I will.? A little nod. Cassie would be needing her hand if she were going to continue working effectively. She'd have it seen to before the night was over. ?I know you are.. Thank you??
A look up at the expression of speech. Yes, it would be hitting the fan. ?I know.. I'll try to remember..?

She sighed, nodding. ?It's the calm before the storm...? She was a little off topic now. Bottom lip in her mouth. ?We should try and enjoy it before it's over.? A lopsided smile. She meant so much by it. Sebastian, the killings, her relationship with Chi, Cassie and Alain's peace. Erin just knew that things seemed to be close to destruction.

Cassie had had that thought before as well. Things were easier than they had been. The killings were still happening, but there was a different pace to them. Not so frantic. Any and all leads had basicaly become dead ends.. ?We will.. We should get out more..?

?Yes.? She nodded slowly. ?We should.? A touch of a smile. ?We should...? And she shrugged ?I just...? She trailed off with a sigh.

?Yeah.. We'll figure something out.? If they were thinking along the same lines.. Cassie was wondering how their little group could possibly get along well enough for long enough to have a good time. Especially Malachi and Alain..

Erin hadn't even gotten that far in her thinking. ?I have a crush on Chi.? Where was that drink? ?I'm just.... I'm sorry, I can't talk to Lydia about this stuff, it makes her hate me. And it seems the past week has been so... everything is just.... fucked. Can't even spend a Sunday without....this.?

?It's okay.? Shrugging a bit. ?He's attractive and talented. No big surprise that you'd be interested.? Then a nod. ?I hear you.. I've been feeling a bit under the weather and now al this.. Be nice to have just a little while with no drama..?

?Exactly?? She trailed off for a moment, leaning back against the couch. ?I think that's why I like him. Nothing is a big deal, really.? ?Cept that night with Alain, but no mind that. ?He just accepts me as I am and rolls with it. Easier than the constant fight of almost everyone else.?

?Yeah, that's understandable.? ::Giving another shrug, and leaning back into the couch a bit, eyes fluttering closed for a moment.:: ?Perhaps we need to get away. Go somewhere. I don't know. Nevermind.. It wouldn't work.?

?Why not? I like the idea.... getting away.? She nodded, even smiling. ?Heck, you should come out to the cabin. It's done wonders for Storm. Just... stay out of town for a few days. Hang around. Read. Swim??

?You think? Maybe I could over the weekend.. Not that SPI is exactly nine to five, but we don't tend to do as much office work during the weekends.. I wouldn't want to dump everything on Alain. He does a lot as it is already.?

?I told him to take a break, too. A few days won't hurt you.... but, yeah.? She smiled, nodded. ?I'll talk to Storm. See if she would mind. I mentioned something of the like to Everett... perhaps I'll rent a row boat, or something. Just tell everyone else to deal for awhile.?

?Okay. I'll think about it.? Nodding some, and even smiling as well. ?Anyhow.. I think perhaps I ought to find a healer so that I can go to bed.. This whole thing has kind of exhausted me, you know??

?Yeah, no, I understand...? A pause as she stood. ?You need me to come??

?I'll be okay. The big, bad wolf won't want to try to eat me tonight.? A bit of a smirk as she moved to stand as well. ?Thanks, though. I'll see you later probably.? Still holding the rather melty ice on her hand. It felt good now.

A wave to Erin, as she headed towards the door and slipped on out.

?Hey, sorry we went and ruined your nap.? A lopsided grin as she turned back for the inn. She wanted to try and find Chi. ?Have a good night.?

?No problem, you too.? Called back over her shoulder.