Chailyn's sudden explosion of voice had caused the others in the room to stare awkwardly before waving at their mother and the newcomer and rushing upstairs. Still the clatter of footsteps, voices asking if someone was here, and a few shouts as the playing continued could be heard even before the music blaring children turned off their radios. Yet the tale made no indication of her siblings noisy behavoir.

As Nalira pulled away, Chailyn just smiled looking over her friend. She didn't seem to care that the older tale might not be in the best of appearance. The quiet was broken almost as soon as it'd come, once Chailyn decided she should start talking.

"How are you Nala? I haven't seen you in a long time. I missed you. Where have you been?" the tale started, talking almost too fast to understand her. She didn't seem to notice much of anything- just Nalira.

"Why don't you let her come inside, Chailyn?" Anemone interrupted. She looked at Nalira, taking her arm and guiding her inside the foyer before moving into the living room. "Do you want something to drink Nalira? Hot chocolate, tea?" she suggested gently.

It took Chailyn a moment before rushing into the living room and flopping on the couch, motion for Nala to come sit down. "Is Nala staying the night?" she asked looking at her mother.

"No child is going out at night, so she'll have to stay," Anemone stated. She said it in such a soft tone, almost like she was still trying to convince Nalira to stay.