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Okay, that one could probably be blamed on Bell being a Sagittarius - she'd rather be anywhere but her home. Sometimes you just couldn't escape your horoscope. Maybe she would get back into the theatre to save everyone a little bit of sanity. Sadly, she'd be 19 in December, and wouldn't exactly be welcome with the high school crowd that would be filling the arts center for the next production. Well damn. Her last useful year and she'd blown it. Theatre politics were harsh. And she didn't think she could stand being put in a lead role and have to pretend that she was someone else's love interest.
And if she got a job, her father would cut off her allowance, which Bell was saving in hopes that maybe she wouldn't have to worry about work for...well, how long would this Negaverse-Senshi war go on anyway?

Sigh. Besides patrolling, she really didn't have but to do. "Fine then. I'll bake at my house and you'll just have to come over every once in a while." Bell smiled. She didn't want to clean any way =P Okay, maybe some sick Sagittarius part of her did, but that was another issue. Well, maybe he'd rather get out of his place anyway.

"And what's this about being a 'growing boy' eh? You are 18 right? I'm not gonna be robbing the cradle here or anything?" she laughed. Oh, she didn't doubt his age, but she could poke fun at him.

Bell chuckled, "Excuses, excuses, but that's alright." Because otherwise her experiments would probably go to waste.

And it would allow her to kill two birds with one stone - his safety, and keeping her from getting her a** handed to her for at least that day. Some of these youma didn't go down easily.

Bell nodded in agreement, "It's down town. A rather quiet neighborhood of mostly old people," the sweet kind of old people who baked cherry pies and brought them to your door cause you were new, and gushed over having some responsible youth move in to the neighborhood. They would probably s**t bricks if they knew she was one of these 'terrorists' as the news called them.

"I'll text you the address." Cause she was trusting him to get there safely on his own, without her being there to guard him. It was hard to do, but Bell had to start somewhere, didn't she? He wouldn't always be injured and in need of a guard. It was just five weeks to go now, then she'd be out that little job. He'd be back at work. Bell really needed a hobby~ now that she thought about it.

It was funny - with school, she had been too busy, without it, she had too much free time - and she wasn't going to be a full time senshi. Maybe she would enroll next semester.. It was already to late for this one, she was pretty sure. Mid-terms were already come and gone. Sigh. She wasn't even 20 yet, and already she had the beginnings of a...umm, quarter-life crisis. Damn.

Bell nodded, "Just tryyyy not to get into any abnormal trouble?" It was a lost cause to even ask.

There would more than likely, inevitably, be something. But what Bell didn't know wouldn't throw her into a panic. Unless he came in bruised, roughed up, or otherwise damaged. Have faith, Bell, everything will be alright. She told herself.

"Well, you said it yourself, that you're a magnet for them. Personally, I blame the pens." Bell smiled, holding up his teasingly. Or she was pretty sure it was his... Who knew in this light? "And okay," she nodded.

Even if she couldn't be there, She'd damn well send the next closest person she knew. That was perhaps about the most handy thing about the senshi phones. She had an army at her fingertips.

"Five more weeks," She said, tapping the end of the pen on his nose. If jumping room to roof was all he wanted, she might have considered letting him have it back for just a moment, but she wasn't sure the transformation would be all that conducive to his healing. So alas, the pen stayed with her.

"And, no, it's not dumb," She said, putting the pen away.

Orion was perhaps best seen in the colder months, and was the constellation to which her star belonged, although ironically, it was light years away from the true Orion cluster. It was somewhat symbolic. Bell leaned her head on Xavier's shoulder. She didn't have to be alone anymore. And she;d be the light to help guide him, if she could.

But what was there to be said for stars and asteroids, other than that they shared the same sky? Maybe that was for them to decide.

A cool wind brought with it a shivver and pulled Bell from her thoughts. It was late, though normally she patrolled even later than this. Still, the thought of actually getting to bed early was somewhat appealing. Especially if followed by a nice warm bubble bath.
And she shouldn't be keeping him out here in this cold anyway. He didn't need to be sick on top of having a broken arm. Not that being out there wouldn't possibly make her sick either, but that wasn't where her priorities lay.

Bell, however still reluctantly, hopped off the air unit, and folded her arms behind her, "I think you should be safe for tonight," She then looked back at him with a smile, "Some of us haven't had the luxury to sleep all day." Bell teased, but underneath the teasing and the brightness of her eyes, one could tell she was tired.