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Barth blinked sleepily, on the edge of dream and the waking world, and realized that it was quiet except for talking across the room, and whoever had been singing was no longer singing, and that he was beside someone...Christof, he was beside Christof, which both was new and old news to him...

"Yes, sorry, yes?" he asked, head swimming back into awake.

"You-fell-asleep" Christof signed pointedly, brows furrowed once more. "Need-me-for-something?" He finally clarified with a sigh, although he doubted it and it showed on his face. Why was he running over here when he had Calder sulking across the room without him, ready to serve his beck and call.

Freya's eyes closed the moment the first word was whispered. She listened, but it was hard; his breath was gentle, and made her skin tingle. She soaked in his words with a delay, only understanding them a moment after each one was said. The delay snapped away when he admitted he was afraid, and suddenly she was listening very attentively.

He was afraid of losing her.

He belonged to her. Not the other way around. He wasn't trying to lay claim to her, he was admitting his own need.

And the way she melted back against him helplessly expressed her need right back.

She gave in to those stupid, stupid desires that tore at her heart, and forcefully pulled his hands around so that his arms wrapped her up in them, leaving her safe and secure in his embrace. Still, despite her own weakness, her voice sounded strangled and desperate, still harboring a touch of anger within.

"Don't you ever walk away from me again." She practically hissed, keeping her face well hidden so he still couldn't see her cry. "If you give me your back ever again, I will never forgive you. Never."

That was why he had slapped him? What did Calder have to do with it? He looked over at Calder, who was laying on the floor shirtless.

"Err, well," Barth said, "a bit closer, yes."

"I suppose I have been err- on the preoccupied side," Barth said. "A lot on my mind recently."

"It is not exactly that sort of thing," Barth said, reddening. Jericho and Riley's relationship was, as far as he knew, close but not that close. And Calder still hadn't said anything about- well, Barth was only forced to assume he didn't want to talk about it, which translated to a lot of pining from a metaphorical distance while Calder told Herryk how big and strong he was ... It was a mess.

Barth could not say I have you, to Christof either, because, well, he didn't.

"It is a thing that is not working out very well, because while I may here and there be liked well enough, I find I am not liked quite enough when it matters."

Dropping protection charms didn’t exactly have the effect she wanted on her sister…in fact, Hel was a bit embarrassed even when she whipped out her laser pointer and even managed to make a graph on the wall. Ugh. The valkyrie turned around and face palmed.

Everntually she did she turn back around…she had missed a whole lotta stuff. How did she miss all that stuff?

Hel paused as she watched the situation unfold between her sister and Herryk, and was about to try and intervene, someway, somehow, when her sister sang bits of a lullaby. Ah…yes, mother did sing that to them, and her sister would sing that to her a lot too, when they were alone. Being of the same species as Freya, Hel didn’t feel any sadness as her sister sang, but she was concerned. Once again, she was going to try and sort things out between Herryk and Freya, but once again, the undead boil seemed to take the initiative…so Hel just watched. Eventually…eventually…things seemed to take a good turn. The young valkyrie could only stare and blink, as she was struck hard by the realization that…her sister was willingly letting someone in.

The reaper stood there quietly, just staring.

What…did this all mean? What…her sister and herself had been fighting over all this time…did she…was she…? She wouldn’t get a chance to linger on this, as that bell chimed within her mind, and it was time to go. It couldn’t have come at a better time, honestly.

Hel shook her head a bit, and reluctantly tore her gaze away from Freya and Herryk to see what her group was up to. Ha…Riyo and Mot seemed out like lights…The reaper made her way over to Riyo and placed a hand on her shoulder, shaking it gently. “Come now, friend, it’s time for the next room.” She then made her way over to Mot and shook his shoulder very gently, as she didn’t want to jar any of his cuts. “…Sorry to wake you, friend. Jack knows you need the sleep, but it’s time to go.”

The valkyrie stood then, adjusted her bag, cast one more glance at Freya and Herryk, and then looked towards Mitsu and Shun. “I’m going on ahead, friends.” Out through the door she went then.

((Exiting!))