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Gwyllion wouldn't dignify her with a response.
Alright. She wanted him to be stoic? He wouldn't talk at all.
He was utterly determined to prove her wrong at this point, beyond anything.

Kaguyo chuckled. "Then probably not." she teased. "It isn't that hard, though. You could probably pick up quickly."

Morrigan didn't really know where to go; she opted for one of the lounge areas, somewhere with a large window.
It was hard to articulate her thoughts at the moment, but she felt decidedly off-kilter, like someone wearing only one shoe. Something was missing from her awareness, something was off.
However, she couldn't for the life of her explain what, or why she felt that way.

Garren smiled. "Do you honestly think I'm going to give you the answers you need to size up your situation? Hardly."

Gwyllion nodded once, but he didn't seem too thrilled about the prospect.
In truth, he knew well how to keep a home tidy. He had lived with enough families over the years that it wasn't a big deal.

Garren smiled. "So one and the same, truly. We'll have to ensure we keep you both more seperate." he narrowed his eyes.

Morrigan raised her eyes. "I've never been in space before. I'm enjoying what little time we have left here as much as I can."
It was true, but she had already opened up to Trunks.
She wasn't really in the mood to do so again, especially given that Ashuri had more or less agreed with Po-ar.

Kaguyo smiled, resting her head against his chest. "You'd probably be a natural." she mused, "At least if my memory serves me correctly."
She smirked a bit. They had been together once---a bit awkward as far as new romance went, but by no means disappointing.
She was trying to make him blush.

Morrigan nodded. "It's strange to see the source from which we both come from and return to..." she mused. It was the heaviest hint she'd drop about her fear of impending death; there was no point arguing with her.
Far better to be subtle.

"And women at your disposal whenever you wanted them." Kaguyo teased with a smirk.

Kaguyo suddenly became honest, a slight blush creeping into her cheeks as well. "You really mean to tell me that for a decade you didn't so much as oogle a single one of them??? They must have thought you gay..."

Morrigan nodded. "It's a popular song back in the States actually... I heard it on the radio when I was visiting a few kinfolk. I don't doubt it."

Kaguyo grew quiet at the mention of the late sister-figure. She snuggled a bit closer to him, sighing softly.
"I wish I would've been nicer to her, then." she glanced up at him. "To both of them, truthfully."

Morrigan nodded. "Beautiful song..."
She fell silent after that. She didn't really have much else to say to her.

Morrigan nodded. "Thank you." she murmured softly.
In truth, though, it wasn't Po-ar she was worried about for once.
She was actually giving considerable thought to her own mortality. Po-ar was strong, wasn't pregnant.... Could teleport...
She was by far the path of least resistance when it came down to Aled's desire for power.

Kaguyo shook her head. "I guess... but still.. I don't want them to always see me as the cold-hearted b***h I've been the past few years."

"Perhaps not, but the fact you know what he does is enough to seal you anyhow." Garren shook his head. "You're not getting in our way again, druid."

Gwyllion nodded again.
She had truthfully given him the easiest of the jobs; it didn't take him long to finish wiping the tables clean and begin on the couch.
One would've thought with as many warriors in the family that they'd learn to avoid white...well, anything, even paler colors. Carpet, seating, it didn't matter.
Blood was a b***h to get out if you didn't start quick enough.