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*Micha blinked as Thanatos hugged him, it was nothing new. Thanatos had indeed been gone a long while, and Micha along with the others had already lived through their two and a half day punishment, then lesson right after. After a moment or so Thanatos might feel something pressed lightly against his bandaged torso. It was Micha''s robe*

Micha: . . . ?

*Micha would blink again, then poke the robe lightly at Thanatos. Indeed the boy wanted something done with the robe, in all likelyhood he wanted it back on. However with Thanatos down one arm, the task was either going to be very difficult, or the boy would have to get help elsewhere. Either way it probably didn't matter to Micha, he seemed to be patient enough if he did have to wait. It also wasn't like there was only one adult in all the citadel, so he would have help one way or another,whether by Thanatos' hand or anothers*

Micha: . . . ?

*Micha's wings were still a little bit stuck in his robe, but that's what the velcro was for afterall. Thanatos should easily be able to fix that up, in the meantime Micha did as he was told. His arms appear, slipping through the sleeves of his robe. He's still wearing the gloves Mastema had given to him, and the pot lid also made it though. The bracelet was also visible and there was something black on one of the links, appearently Micha didn't get all of the paint off his bracelet when at Sho's*

Micha: . . .

*Thanatos would have to wonder how paint got onto Micha's bracelet, especially when it didn't look flaked off. After Thanatos was done with helping Micha, then the boy would do something considered perhaps.... odd. Micha would in turn take Thanatos' hand and move it until his palm was up, and then with his other hand draw something on Thanatos' hand with his finger. Whether or not Thanatos could see what Micha was doing or not wasn't a concern. He'd probably be able to feel it too, and what it felt like could only be one of two things. On Thanatos' palm, Micha had either drawn the number eight, or the sign for infinity. After that, Micha would release Thanatos' hand and then start to wander off, Micha had never done something like that before. The boy heads down the stairs, and a few moments later the door to the bedroom on the children's level was heard shutting, Micha was appearently going to bed*

*Micha was in the bedroom now, there was nothing different than usual. Trilla was asleep finally, and would probably be out until next day at least. Eecheb was still up in the mind but was quickly becoming bored, and would probably turn in soon enough. Wandering into the bathroom, water would be heard for a moment and then the squeaking of glass. Micha would wander out shortly after, and if one was to look into the bathroom after him they would find the same symbol he had drawn on Thanatos' hand up on the mirror. It was upright and could now clearly be seen as the number eight. The pot lid was placed on Micha's nightstand for now, as the boy slips back into his bed. He had both his summer and normal robe on his person now, but it wasn't that cold so there had to be some logic to it. Resting his head on his pillow, Micha would actually drift to sleep tonight, perhaps he had reason to*

Micha: . . .

*When Thanatos entered the room, if he spotted Nana right away then the first thing he'd see is that she was absolutely covered in jewlery. It was Eecheb's attempt to get more attention by giving her gifts, and if the situation had been different then the act would probably have been warmly excepted. As it was, if Nana was back to normal again, she would probably be confused when she woke up and immediately started to jingle. For now however Nana was still unconcious and lying back on the bed. Her eyes were closed, and she was breathing lighly, at least she seemed to be getting some rest. There was still a light tint that made her look off though, and it was deeper then it had been before*

*Making a rather large yawn, Eecheb finally sits up again then slouches a little as he stands. He didn't like being anywhere that Mastema might appear in suddenly when he wasn't fully awake, even though there wasn't really such a place in the citadel he couldn't just pop into. Still, the boy was awake enough to make it to his bed, so at least he'd try and besides the darkness was making him feel sleepier than usual. After a three minute struggle Eecheb was finally back in the room with the others. He could see Trilla and Micha, and a pot lid over on Micha's nightstand, the lid confused him more than anything else right now, but more so because he was sleepy. Scratching idly at his head again Eecheb readies himself for bed and would soon after be in it. He had yet to get a new pillow case, and so his was still plain since his attempt to sufficate Micha to the point of death. It wouldn't take long for Eecheb to get to sleep, for he hadn't a care in the world other than sleep, so it was a simple order to fill*

Trilla: --.-- || z Z z Z z...

Micha: z Z z Z z...

Eecheb: ~.~ || z Z z--Z z...

*Nana would remain in the same state even after Thanatos left, but slowly very slowly her skin tone was changing, and it wasn't a natural thing. Mastema if he was still watching, would over time notice the change in pigment, there was something going on. Would he chance returning, still not knowing if Nana was back to a normal mental state or defensive? He could wait, but if this was something serious then he might kick himself later for not tending to it earlier when he still had a chance. Nana's breathing was steady but still a bit shallow, and it was uncertain if he tried talking to her telepathically if she could answer. Whatever he did was his call from this point on, as it always was, so hopefully he'd make the most appropriate decision based on what he had to go on*

*Mastema would fade into the room, standing beside the bed and looking down at his ailing wife*.... Hmm... witnesses are overly complicated... *Mastema would indeed try his telepathy again. He was trying to pry into Nana's mind to find any kind of consciousness*