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Awen nodded slowly listening to Sabin. He had every right not to be happy lately after what Moreau did. All of those poor little creatures... Personally Awen would have still loved to see some of them... despite how they were made the beast had to have been magnificent.

ANd was Aubrey ever over reacting... He wouldn't bowl her over on purpose. No... She blushed slightly remembering how he pulled out her chair. He was much too much a gentlemen to do that to a lady.

Sabin's face screwed up a bit in annoyance. She now was bitching at HIM? "I have plenty of common curteousy when I'm not being snapped at.

"And I left Harvard willingly to work on this project. Do remember that I was a professor there. You should respect your seniors." He prodded.

"Althought it Sounds like there's been some trouble in paradise." Sabin replied snidely. "You're not usually this bitchy unless you've had a fight with Moreau. Or he's ignoring you. Not that that has been all too unusual lately." He shook his head.

Cassidy should definitely leave. Oh, definitely. That would be the wise thing.

Carefully not watching either Sabin or Aubrey, she made her way over to sit a little bit from Awen, under pretense of watching her game.

Awen saw red and green from the coner of her eye and started slightly. She glanced back to see the snake woman behind her and blinked slowly. Had she seen this girl before? She seemed to be very far along her changes... She remember some lady in a wheelcahir a long time ago. Was this the same girl? It would make sense...

She gave a weak and awkward smile as she glanced from the girl to the fight. She gave the snake a half-amused half-frown as a highschool girl would when watching an argument between teacher and student in the hallway and not want to be involved, but comment on it silently. Then slowly turned back to her game.

Hey! I was eating that! Sabin protested as the cupcake was snatched from him and disposed of. He gave it a final forlorn parting look as it sailed into the garbage.

"And crackpot?!" He was insulted! "I was a good professor! Most of my students loved me! I didn't just teach out of the book. I made them think!" He waved his hands. That was neither here nor there.

Sabin pointedly didn't comment on Aubrey getting into a fight for sticking up for him. "Yes, you didn't get in trouble because you are doing something with him that I never would." He snorted, then smiled wryly as he did hear what she murmured. He had hit a nerve. GOOD. A part of him in the back of his mind wriggled with glee as he turned his attention even more to the argument.

"That is odd. I would call spending more time in the laboratories and even to the point of falling asleep on top of his work ignoring his girlfriend. I've been doing moniter duty, remember? I haven't had a whole lot else to do of late other than the menial chores I've been asigned. You complain that there is too much to do - too much research, and yet I'm banned because of something that can even aide it."

Cass gave Awen a small wave and a slight smile. There might be time for introductions later.

Sabin? A crackpot folklore professor? She could believe it. She had the wings to prove it. Crazy b*****d. And by the sounds of it, he'd done something else.

And, er. Wait. Aubrey was seeing Moreau? That's what it sure sounded like... but that couldn't be possible.

He snorted. "Then why are you? Hunh? He certainly hired you because he knew you. There are research heads with ten years of pharmetsuticals research under their belts here! You're second in command because he knows you're his loyal lapdog. Among other things. But you're apparently so dedicated to him and so blind to anything else that he doesn't even have to put a ring around that finger." He said smugly, gesturing to her bare left hand.

"And yes, he's busy. But he's always busy, and he always WILL be busy. I just hope that you can accept that." He shoved his hands, now devoid of cupcake, into his pockets. "And I don't know what you're talking about." He said defensively, quickly. "I was married I will have you know. Samantha, God rest her soul, loved me. And no matter how obsessed I was about my work, I made time for her. I know a two-sided relationship when I see one. And a broken one when I see one as well."

Oh she didn't. She didn't! Schoolgirl crush? Awen bit her lip and crewed as her hand gripped the controls just a little tighter. She certainly was not happy with that comment as her cheeks became a slight rosey colour.

She really didn't want to get involved. Not with everyone here. But how could she do that? Awen had thought she was at least reasonably nice still. She wasn't very proud of how Sabin was acting, but Aubrey started it anyway.

As she stewed her listened to Sabin. He had been married was he? Things Awen never knew. Was he really just playing with her, feeding her on? Surely not... the man could care, he had a wife which says enough. She had seen his pain. He cared, he did. But he had been married... how long ago, the manta wondered idly. If Sabin was doing this then it had to have been long enough ago... but... She suddenly felt slightly squimish. She knew she shouldn't, besides Sabin would have probably told her later. This was not the best way to learn more about the guy anyway.

She tried to focus a bit more on the game to ...uh... seem less conspicuous. But she still kept an ear to the argument. This was getting too far..