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"Be quiet, batgirl." His voice wasn't exactly...angry when he spoke to her either. Zah liked the girl and while Yashi wasn't a huge fan, upsetting her may upset his friend and she wasn't ALL bad. "And I'm not mean to all girls. I like Makana."

He wouldn't voice what type of girls he didn't like, though. That would just lead to more issues. The nosy woman was damn lucky he didn't voice what he thought and instead picked a few choice words to say. He was in the mood to kill someone else as well.

Shiras words made his eyes narrow and ears lay back. Another twitch on Zahs shirt. He didn't like this one, for the same reasons he didn't like most girls. Uppity b***h.

"Kay, c'mere. Let me see your foot." He finally sighed, letting his free hand move from the vine-girls hair to the air, motioning t Kay. "Broken? Cut? What happened?"

The elf had finally found a bow lying around. Whether it was pulled out of the once warded closet was unknown. Strapping the bow across one arm and over the opposite shoulder. The elf left the training room and headed back toward the play pin to check on his Treeling.
"Oak, you like your a little upset?!" The elf reached in and picked up his rough barked skinned boy.

Oak just gave a grunt and grounded part of his face into his guardians shoulder, but half of his face was looking around Kyocho's arm. Staring at the fern girl with his drab gray eye.

Kyocho gave a sigh. He was going to miss Neveah, already had she been through so much… but now she was gone. Kyocho just hopped for the best for Zah.
"It sounds like the garden's is going to get torn from here to there. I guess we'll just have to help out and replant stuff. What do you say Oak?"

A smile grew on Oak's face.

The elf took a seat on one of the sofa's and let out a sigh. The sound of the children in the distance seemed to make things more livelier.
"I think everyone just needs a snack. I wonder if there is a kitchen around here."

Zasalamel shook his had slowly when he was asked if he was hurt. He didn't hurt physically - well, his knuckles were still sore from breaking through that wooden door earlier - it was more of an emotional hurt. He didn't have to answer...Yashima did it for him, of course. He quietly watched Yashima and Shira bicker back and forth, and then, finally, he rested his gaze on the little girl that had hugged his leg. He didn't like girls very much, though his dislike was more fear than the dislike Yashi held. But...he did understand why she hugged him. Right now, girl or not, at least people cared. Reaching out, he pat little Artemis on the head, as if to thank her. Of course, Kishi got a small smile from the little hug she'd given him.

Of course, the Drow had seen Oak make his grabby hands for attention...and he'd been about to do something about it when the boy's guardian showed up. For a moment, he just stared at the elven man...and then his attention went back to the vine girl in his arms, and Yashima. Kyo knew Ilhar, didn't he? The Drow was just starting to realize just how many people they did know, and how hard a few of them would take the news.

"Ah...Yahshe..." He piped up, lifting his chin and mouth from the little girl's head. He didn't know why he'd called his friend's name at first, but it was probably a feeble attempt to get the fox to stop fighting that strange woman. "Lasse feemayle..." He started awkwardly, using the undercommon word for "Leaf" in the place of her name...he didn't know it, after all. "Wuht hahpen...tu hurr?" Her guardian was gone as was his...but he still knew how to get home, and he had people waiting for him. Did she hae one, too? Or was she the only one?

The elf shifted in his seat.
"Kay. You guys have a kitchen here right?" The elf piped up from over on the sofa. Still clenching tightly onto his charge.

Oak began to doze off, but his sleepiness wouldn't last for too long. Just a quick nap... then maybe... a few snacks... then... The treeling conked out. Drab gray eyes covered by bark and skin.

Kyocho rubbed his hand across Oak's back.

Art didn't appreciate being pushed away, but she appreciated the spider elder for his head pat, She knew he somehow understood. The lady who had picked her up and Kishi had approached soon after, and Art took to hugging Kishi, as she knew that the strange pinkish fox elder didn't want her near.

Slowly, Vana shifted her gaze from one person to another as they spoke. The words were all far beyond her young understanding, but the sounds were of comfort, even when the tone they were spoken in was less than friendly. It was unsurprising, then, that the little Lesidhe was unable to comprehend the offer the fox-child had just made, nor be properly appreciative of the sacrifice he was willing to make for the sake of the two orphaned ghost-children.

She was, however, very aware of the company and reassurance that he and Zah were both going out of their way to provide for her. She just didn't know how to say "thank you" yet.

Her chest rose and settled in a deep, elongated sigh, her mind settling in a peaceful place at last. Fluttering her eyes shut, the babe looked as though she were beginning to doze off, her grip slackening at last.

"Oh thank you."
The Elf's eyes moved over toward the woman speaking.
"You can call me Kyocho by the way." Kyo nodded.

"Zah, Kay, or...Urm.."
The elf tripped over his words.

"I haven't recalled meeting you before. Sorry, but could I get one of you three to watch on Oak while we get things cleaned up and hopefully find our way to the Kitchen?"