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Emerwyn had returned wearily and silently home the previous evening, thudding silently beside Ian without a word. Ian was naturally highly concerned of her, so she relayed to him the events of the day. Conveniently, she had forgotten to mention that Gaius had shoved her. It would not be wise to inform Ian that someone, some male, had caused her physical harm. She smiled and sighed after he'd fallen asleep. She loved the man dearly, but he was - well, a man.

The next day, she'd set about to take her usual walk down the river, sometimes veering off. She was slightly troubled at the fact that even though she had indeed gotten quite enough restful sleep last night, she still felt a strange weariness about her. Perhaps she was falling mildly ill. All these changes of atmosphere, both physically and mentally, can be quite draining on a person.

As a result of this unforseen fatigue, Emerwyn found herself forced to sit down and rest before returning to the river to refresh herself. She found a sizable tree, and sat down against it, resting her head and humming idly to herself. Although she never did hum idly, so really it would only seem that way to whatever small animal might pass her by.

Emerwyn blinked a few times, torn ever so slowly out of her soft reverie. In any other situation, she would have lept up and run from the bodiless voice, but her mind was in another place, he body needing much rest.
She looked up slowly, moving around to adjust her view, then smiled softly. It was Miller.

"My blue angel is watching over me, I see," she said.

Emerwyn's smile broadened at this. It had been a while since she'd had any musical admirers.

"Oh, I was simply walking, as I like to from day to day," she said conversationally. "However, walking today seems to have caused me a fair amount of physical distress. I must wait it off before I can return home." It was true, that while she spoke with her soft, eloquent voice, there were notable traces of weariness, as though she were sighing in her words.

"I thank you for the offer at any rate, Miller," Emerwyn said graciously. "However, it would not have made much of a difference anyway. I am no longer living in the duplexes. As a matter of fact, I hardly return to the village at all anymore... but may I ask," she went on curiously. "Why is it that you were locked out of your room?" The people at the labs were truly a ruthless, albeit confusing, bunch.

So in a way, Emerwyn told herself firmly, it still was the labs fault Miller did not have access to his room. She was still struggling, coming to grips with the fact that not all of the Islanders held the acceptance in their hearts that Emerwyn so cherished. How could they, in a situation such as this? They had no other choice; the Islanders were all they had left in the world. They were precious, each and every one of them. She echoed Miller's sigh.

"I am sorry," Emerwyn said. "I personally have found the jungle to be much more hospitable, and comfortable." Additionally, I do not have to worry about the size of our bed, she thought to herself with an inward smile. "I believe you will come in time to see just how perfectly serene it is."

Emerwyn nodded. "I have only just recently taken up permanant residence here. It wasn't until I was reunited with Ian that we decided to move, to make living together a great deal more comfortable." Indeed, they had made their little clearing home in the jungle quite nice now, combining the old 'comforts' of their duplexes with the outdoors. It couldn't be a more perfect place for the two of them to live.

Emerwyn's face turned concerned at the obvious hint of despair. "Come down here, Miller - descend, please. Something, I fear, is troubling you." She gestured with a hoofed hand for the bird boy to come out of his tree, and to sit beside her.