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She had taken the cup of tea and was drinking it straight with neither milk or sugar when he made her choke on it. Following his train of thought she had nodded at the suggestion of sleeping in the other room, not really craving privacy so much as a respite from her childish crush when he said it. Oh, he didn't mind as long as he laid on something soft... and she could feel he was looking at her.

Nearly spurting out her drink she knew she couldn't just blush bright red and leave. After all, there was Delta, who was in her lap and relishing in the comfort and attention, to think of. If... if he wanted to toy with her emotions, she'd show him!

She was no lovesick teenager! Ha! (And thinking he liked her was clearly out of the question)

"You don't have to make idle jests at me because *I* have visible emotions," she sputtered. Okay, so she didn't really do well at this lashing out defensively thing.

Delta ignored her mother as she nibbled away at the seed thankfully. They sure were being noisy. o_-

Her little righteous snit lasted all of two seconds when she realized how badly her attempt at an insult had come out. He could probably even see her try to slowly backpedal and put together everything in her mind and then react with mild horror.

Oh for the love of... couldn't she get even an insult right.

Putting down her tea with a not-so-calm shaky hand she quietly nudged Delta off her lap and stood, seeming to preoccupy herself with making sure she hadn't gathered dust. Which of course she hadn't.

"I'll go to sleep, then. I'm sure you can show Delta where I am once she finishes eating." Of course she was trying to look composed despite the rather red hue that was fetching on her cheeks. Gods be damned.

Delta looked from one to the other, getting somewhat confused at irate at their bothersome moving and noise. "Keee-aaa!"

@___@ Wait a damned minute. She had tried to insult him... okay, that she understood. Then that had backfired and he had figured out she had a crush. Right, got that. Then she decided to save face and march back into her room. Check. And now he was whisking her off to bed. WTF? Where.. what... how... huh? Maybe she missed something here...

And so she quickly replayed the last thirty seconds or so again quietly and was still confused. Sure, he had been unnaturally nice, but at the same time he had also enjoyed teasing her... so at best she supposed she was like an annoying little sister. At the very best, mind you... and now here he was acting like a gentleman and interested at the same time.

It just.. it didn't fit in what she anticipated would come of this situation. Nothing even remotely close... but now she was at a new crossroads and had to quickly decide. Is this what she wanted? Did she want Alyosha? What if he just left? She was lonely... and he was undeniably attractive to her more than physically, but the involved risk was a little frightening.

"Why?" She finally pressed, her voice quiet. It wasn't a meek question, but a soft and firm question, as if she was demanding and HAD to know.

Sy sighed and laid on her back feeling somehow defeated and not entirely sure why. She had come close enough to having Aly that it ought to have cured her, but now she was frustrated even more. It was as if things just kept slipping out of her grasp... as if she were reaching under her bed for a shoe, touched it, thought she had it, and still came up empty. At least she knew it was there now, that she wasn't grasping at air... but didn't that make it more frustrating.

Standing up she walked towards the curtain and pulled it to the side as she saw Aly standing there looking at a rather clueless Delta. The poor thing was in the midst of an emotional tempest.

"Delta dear, come on in here. You should be getting to sleep, shouldn't you?" The little Aerandir blinked, never having really gotten orders before. No one had really ever told her to go to bed, but she was tired so she would endure it. After some thought she scrambled to her feet, ran in, and jumped up on the futon, claiming it as her own.

>__< Fat luck of good THAT did her. Guess she was sleeping on the floor... after all, she might as well let Delta be comfortable for her first night here.

"Don't worry, I'll stay out of your way," Sy murmured towards Aly. As soon as the curtain closed behind her she took off her shirt and stared at it, trying to imagine what Tryon would do. Little good that did... >> He'd jump half the world's bones in half a minute.

Sy fell into a rather fitful sleep on the floor with no blanket or pillow since her royal highness had the rather comfy futon. She had, of course, endured such conditions before, but never sick *and* in emotional turmoil as she called it.

After an hour or so she finally drifted off, snoring lightly from congestion and coughing every once in a while with her sore throught. At least it was warm enough that she didn't need a blanket, and the warm weather was making the cold pass a little faster than if she were *always* in Kokoro.

u_u She'd have to call Tryon tomorrow until she figured out a way Vidya could look after Delta while she was working. Often during work she was forced to become wholly ethereal to escort the newly-dead to Mufeir, and she couldn't really take Delta and do that at the same time, even if she wanted to.

Oh well... she needed... sleep....

Zzzzzz

Rumors about a hot spring at the Centre traveled fast and reached the ends of the community. Fae, being one who's heard, decided that it would be a perfect way to start her and Pueblo's morning in a nice warm 'bath'. It was one thing to take a bath in a cramped wooden bucket, and another in the sea, but a designated area for a nice relaxing bath couldn't sound anymore pleasant. Being the modest young girl, she decided to wake early and leave a note for Twizzy to let her know where she and Abby was. Figuring no one would be up and about the Centre in such early hours, well, she debated whether to bring a towel or ware one. Of course, you never know, she finally decided to bring one, she carried her towel and did her hair up in a salon clip. With Pueblo padding at her side tiredly, they headed off for the Centre.

Silently closing the door behind her and slipping inside, Fae herself didn't even know the reason why she wanted to be undetected. Peering around the empty lobby, the sounds of running water and steam coming from the bathroom made her freeze. Was someone up? Maybe it was another girl.. ohh, she sure did hope it was a friend. Motioning for Pueblo, she quickly ducked into the bathroom and looked around for an entry way into the springs.

Fae was hesitant to stay inside, the steam and water flow making her heartbeat drum inside her chest. "Ehh, lets get something to eat first," she spoke, looking down to Pueblo.

Pueblo's eyes flickered around in the steam and clicked her beak in attempt to capture the foggy substance. With no such luck, her ears drooped in failure. Catching what her keeper said, though, she bobbed her head and skipped out of the steamy room, flicking her tail behind her.

Fae's eyes nervously twitched, hoping whoever was in there hadn't noticed her. Heading towards the kitchen, she took heard sound within and great big, unkown squawk. Her brows furrowed, hesitating by the door, then finally stepped inside. The person she had not expected to be there was Syrenrei. "Oh..h-hello," she greeted, her voice still a bit shaky. Clearing her throat, she made a great attempt to shove her nerves back down. Don't be obvious now! It was a terrible mistake in the first place to walk in on someone. >< She hadn't noticed the little peafowl at first glance since it was so still, but until it's wings fluttered, Fae jumped back. Darn her jitteryness! "What's that?!" She blinked. Of course, she couldn't realize it was an Aerandir. This was Syren were talking about!