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Having shown the guard her ID and signed her name under Delilahs, Hanna re-picked up the gallon of milk off the counter and followed her friend to the elevator.

For as much time that has passed since the last time she saw Quenton it felt kind of odd randomly showing up at his home, or rather inviting themselves over to check up on him as the case may be. Teetering back on her heels, swinging the grocery bag forward, Hannah drew in a deep breath and exhaled in an attempt to quell her nerves all the while chewing on her bottom lip. I don’t even know what to say… Hi how have you been? Seriously? He just got out of the hospital. What have you been up to? Again… duh! What happened? Well Delilah already kinda told me and he probably wouldn’t want to talk about it… Man. She let out another sigh feeling frustrated by this. I just hope he’s doing better than the last two times I saw him.

Hannah hung her head in defeat, feeling at a complete total loss. The sound of the elevator reaching its destination dinged loudly before opening the doors. Falling in step behind Delilah the two of them made their way down the antique hallway passing door after door after door till her raven haired friend stopped abruptly and knocked on the door.

A moment passed where Delilah wondered if it was possible Quenton had fallen back asleep or taken a pain killer and forgot about them coming. Just as she was about to knock again, she heard the click of the door and leaned back as it opened. "Hello Quenton. I hope we didn't keep you waiting too long." She smiled softly before glancing back towards Hannah and motioning for the girl to follow her inside.

Delilah had not warned Hannah of the disarray Quenton's modest home would be in but to Delilah, she wasn't surprised as she lifted one of the bags upward. "Mind if we put these in the kitchen?" She asked before glancing down at the papers on the floor. "Decided they looked better on the ground than the table?" Delilah motioned towards the counter in the room for Hannah to see where she was going before turning to take herself there. There was no need for introduction at least, though Delilah did watch her 'sister' out of the corner of her eye. In the elevator, Delilah could see she was nervous. If the girl could read minds, she hoped Hannah would hear Delilah thinking to just be yourself.

Faced with both of them as he closed the door, in his space, felt stranger than he'd expected it to on the phone. 'Bringing it home' was something of an understatement. Hannah seemed mostly shell-shocked, and it was difficult to tell if this had been a mistake or not. "Milk and plenty more...you didn't need to go to such trouble..? Unless you are both ...hungry?"

"It isn't much, but make yourselves at home. I can get these papers. " He crouched to gather them one at a time, and the sketchbook, to set on one of the book shelves lining the wall. "It is kind of you both to go to the trouble. Feel free to put things where you like- there's not enough in the cupboards or fridge to merit an organizational system."

As a studio efficiency, it really wasn't much. If they both went to Crystal, Delilah at least did, then it was probably the size of a walk-in closet to them. "It's good to see you both. "

"And as well as could be hoped for."

“I’m okay for now, but if you’re hungry I’d be happy to make something for you.” She replied to Quenton’s inquiry all the while following Delilah’s lead by setting the grocery bags on the counter before side stepping around her to put the milk in the near empty fridge. She wasn’t kidding, he really doesn’t have much she thought solemnly.

“Hmmm…” I should see about making him some precooked meals, pasta maybe? What if he’s not a pasta person… What if he’s not a soup person… Oh no. Hannah subconsciously shrugged her shoulders when she closed the door. I should just ask what he likes, just in case. Something other than soup, ehh soup gets boring after a while.

Not so absorbed in her own inner dialogue, Hannah listened to the conversation going on behind her. With a raised eyebrow she flashed Delilah a ‘look’ when she had mentioned worrying her That’s an understatement. Curiosity piqued by Delilah’s question, the periwinkle haired girl paused what she was doing to look over at Quenton for she too wanted to know what he had been working on before they arrived.

The lady like manners in Delilah came out as she lifted the back of her right fingers to cover a giggle. The amount of Vanilla that he had eaten in the passing time could not have been good for anyone. Such a flavor over and over again dulled someone. Or just made them sick of it. So she took that cue as a different taste could be preferred. "What do you say we forgo girl's only dinner and share a meal here?" Delilah asked glancing back at Hannah to allow her the final say. Hannah was the grilled cheese wiz. Delilah ALWAYS burnt the bread.

Though when he finally addressed the papers, Delilah did come closer to him and watch. "Forgive me but who are Ash and *********?" Her voice was calm but she looked between the two for an answer or clarity. Though it was the idea of losing someone that gave Delilah the idea he meant their other lives. "So you are writing down what you have come to learn?"

“Guardian Cats. The talking kind with stars on their foreheads that aid either side of the conflict going on. Ash and ********* are two that I’ve met. ********* is a very round manx, Ash a silvery cat that walks around wearing a visor. “

“I suppose it isn’t everything I’ve learned. But at least a catalog of faces. Names that I’ve known. Something that could aid the creation of an actual database or addendum to a manual if any sort of formal alliance, training, or informational system is established among the protectorate. “ He turned the pages to the sketch of Acrucis. He didn’t know if Hannah had revealed herself to her friend, and Delilah’s recognition of the drawing or not would give him a better guess of that. There is the possibility of acting, but that wasn’t usually the case when seeing a sketch of a friend.

Hannah listened as the two conversed back and forth about guardian cats all the while rummaging around the kitchen looking for some cooking necessities. Hmm hm hmmm Hrm… nuuu… AH HA success! With a look of triumph Hannah set the newly found pot and pan on the countertop next to the groceries and turned to the other two.

”You should add Sheena to the list!” she piped up. ”She’s a little brown and creme colored kitten with a red star on her forehead, about this tall...” she gestured with her hands the cat’s approximate size. ”and wears a plaid red bow with an acorn on it. Let me tell you she packs quite a punch for a little one, having blasted her kitty shade with some lazer beam… Hannah shook her head with an amused smile on her face ”It was quite the welcome into senshidom I’ll tell you that much.”

Undoing the twisty tie, Hannah pulled out six pieces of bread assuming, for now, that they would each eat at least one sandwich; should someone want another she’d just make more - no biggie. Multitasking fun stuff, soup soup uhh… she reached over and picked up a can of Progresso chicken noodle soup, pulled up the tab, and peeled back the lid before dumping its contents into the empty pot. should be enough I think. Reaching over, she turned the knob for the back right burner on to setting 6, set the pot on the stove, then turned the left front burner onto setting 4 to let them both heat up while she buttered the bread for grilled cheese.

It was by the sound of her name… her other name that made Hannah freeze and turn her head slowly not truly believing she had just heard Delilah say her senshi name aloud. Not that they didn’t both already know who she was… but still this was a dorm was it not? Sure not many people out there knew who she was powered up, and heck chances are if someone did hear it well maybe they would think it was a screen name for something… who knows. Still, talk about being careless jeeze.

With an eyebrow raised and a bit of a scolding look directed at her friend, she set down the buttered bread and walked over to the table to see what they were talking about. ”Wow” her face shifted into one of surprise ”That’s amazing Qutenton!” and truly it was especially since they had only met on maybe three occasions; if you count her leaving and coming back the second time as two.