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As much as Cami loved being able to stand back and fire she was not often allowed to just stand back and fire. Maebe had done beautifully in drawing Night off long enough for the redhead to get a few shots into him but something pointy and a little less needing to be aimed would have gone a long way. She let out a bit of a sigh. "Tenya's so cool. Ki's wonderful and I love her and we work well together but sometimes it's hard to focus and shoot. She helps, Lord knows she helps, but..." A headshake.

Otto's question in return froze Cami a bit so that she bit her lip against the pain to sit up and look properly at her roommate. "Otto Graves you are wonderful. You found me crying under a blanket and instead of telling me to toughen up you told me it's okay. When I have a nightmare you don't think it's creepy that I crawl in next to you just because being alone is too scary. I mean normally that is what makes people uncomfortable. I know I'm really...loud. Brash? I prefer vibrant but I don't get to decide." She smiled. "You're a great guy no matter how grumpy you are. I don't think you'd ever lie to me because you don't see the point. I can trust that if you're mad I'll know because you don't really bother to hide it." Subsiding, laying back down, she thought about it a little more.

"I guess, if anything, I worry that I don't make you happy. I know you're not very demonstrative and you just naturally don't smile much. I'm trying really hard to just tell myself you wouldn't let me near you if I didn't make you happy so...I do, right?" That was her question. "Make you happy?"

Nodding emphatically in response to his advice she made a soft hmming sound. "I've tried it a few times but my swings are always clumsy and ineffective more often than not. Hand-to-hand was supposed to help with that so we'll see. Didn't get a ton of chance to use it against the...bad kitty." Using Night's name seemed like it might summon the monster, might attract his attention, and it gave her nightmares. No need to use it if she didn't have to. Bad kitty more than sufficed.

A soft laugh, not at Otto but in general disbelief that he was selfish for offering her a place in his home and his life, was muffled by the blanket Cami pressed her face into. "You're not selfish. If you're selfish for offering I'm selfish for accepting. That's a never-ending cycle we'll never break out of so let's just agree we both are happy with everything?" It wasn't really a question. It was more a statement but she wanted his agreement.

What were her goals? What had she been like as a kid? "Goals, I guess, are pretty basic. Keep everyone alive, especially the ones I care about. Stay alive myself. I talked to Taym in the desert a bit about helping newly-unpodded trainees get more information so they don't die as easily." Fingers started to play with the covers a bit, tracing patterns on them as she thought and spoke. "As a kid...I guess I wasn't much different. I was louder, a lot more emotional." If that could even be imagined!

"Active a lot because, I mean, Antigua's smaller than New York City. The whole island. You learn every corner of it before you're thirteen and you know all the best places for everything. Swimming, hiding, playing make-believe. Then it becomes where's the best place to hook up, so on, so forth." Fingers curled into the blanket. "Sometimes you get to sneak into the resorts too and play like you belong. I was good at it, got to use their pool a lot. Everyone knew I wasn't a tourist but I didn't cause trouble so...it worked out." Her chin rested on his shoulder.

"Do you think I'm crazy?"

Silly? Silly was alright. Cami herself knew she was prone to be ridiculous in the extreme and, in her rare moments of concern and worry about what others thought of her, that was one of her main thoughts. It was comforting to know that Otto understood she was not unhinged. Just a little loose.

A soft, very happy sound slid from the Caribbean as her hair was played with, eyes closing as she tried to think up another question. What did she want to know about Otto that would not end up horrifically painful? "Okay so, you said you didn't have time to think much about any of that stuff because you were the intimidatingly young age of sixteen when you came to the island. But say tomorrow there's no more need for Deus. Halloween is sealed away, no more fear, no more problems. What do you think you'd go do?" Cami had a pretty good idea but then, she'd only been here for three months.

She wondered what three years would do to her goals and dreams.

If this was all moot? "Besides try to find a place that'd suit the both of us?" Cami's smile was warm. "I'd definitely wanna keep you in my life. You're the best friend I've ever had." And Otto was lulling her close to sleep with the way he was toying with her hair. It was a weakness they both shared though the blond was a bit more inclined to drop straight into sleep than she was. "I was going to teach. Maybe I can still do that. Not on the level I was going to originally but I could go back to school, get my master's in education. Teach Spanish or something. I wouldn't mind just going back to the islands either. Can't go back to Antigua but there's so many others." Just thinking of it made her smile.

Cami loved children like many people did but she had such a need in her to help. Education just seemed natural and while she'd been intending to teach a high school or college level, working with late-elementary aged children seemed like such a perfect thing to do.

"That or I suppose I'd just become a vagrant fisherman. Fishing's pretty chill." Now her voice sounded drowsy, a light yawn. "Would you leave me, if we could leave the island?" Her first, last, and only hard question.

Taking the invitation for what it was worth and snuggling all of her softness into Otto's side Cami was now laying with her head tucked into his shoulder, one of her own legs lightly twined with his. Blue eyes were closed as she let out a soft sigh of contentment even as he ordered her not to be dumb. "I like askin' dumb questions ev'ry now and then. Makes me feel good to hear the answer even if I know it." Though this one she had not been entirely certain of.

If you could go anywhere in the world but home would you need to take your friends? It also answered one of Camille's deep, incredibly insecure questions she hadn't even really known to ask. Am I convenient or is it real? Real. It was very real. Cami was very much starting to think of Otto as her family, part of her unit, someone that she couldn't and wouldn't do or be without. Three words were mouthed, not given sound or voice, head turned down so he couldn't see them. Otto would only feel the movement of her jaw against his chest for a moment before she settled down.

"Is it okay to be sleepy now? You're doin' the thing with my hair and it's really nice..."