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There wasn't much that Burgundia and Galatea had to take with them. Dee had tied a length of red material around her waist and had a few scraps of things tied in what looked to be a handkerchief, taken rucksack-style over one shoulder. Morning had not changed her - she was still jittery, frustrated, looking more ice-hard than ever. Her hair was in a ponytail high up over her head, travelling-style, and at least she seemed relieved to be going at last.

They arrived at Ice's early on, and Dee alighted down on the windowsill before beckoning Galatea over.

"I know you won't draw it out," she said.

The window was actually opened halfway, as was its wont. Silva laid sprawled out and still dead to the world on the couch, with Nick and Nack sleeping against the side of it, ousted from their own bed by the taller male. Soho was curled up against Silva's chest, which would irritate the older male when he found out, but at the moment one arm was draped loosely around her waist.

Aleric was nowhere to be seen, seeing as he slept in Kisa and Jade's room.

It obviously affected Galatea, too, but in an entirely different way. She stood there, blushing hotly in embarrassment. "Oh, dear," she murmured. "I did not realize they would still be asleep." Her ruck sack slipped from her fingers as she tried to lower it silently and there was an abrupt noise of metal against metal. She blushed more and looked at Burgundia in mild horror of her gaff.

Burgundia closed her arms around Soho's shoulders and buried her face in her hair momentarily, a little shudder going through her, holding her little sister in a nearly suffocating embrace before letting her go a little. She then put her shoulders on Soho's shoulders to look at her more carefully.

"Yes," she said, "you look good, Ruby, real good."

"Dee?" Marne was rubbing her eyes, sitting up. "Oh, my GAAAWWD. Gal! Dee!"

Silva raised an eyebrow, yawing largely before it could make an impact. "It's alright, I figure there's a reason for it..." He looked at them, watching as Soho hugged Dee once again before he spoke again. "What's the problem, darlins?"

"Dee, I've missed you so much!" Soho said, not bothered one ounce by the too tight hug. "So much has happened since you came by! Marne's been staying here, and Silva and Aleric's ladyfriends left, and--,"

"Soho!" Silva said a little more sharply than he meant. He toned it down. "Let them talk, darlin."

"Not forever, Miss Marne." Galatea offered a faint smile. "We'll be back before you know it. We both have our own quests. Luckily, they seem to be quite close to each other."

"As though we would," said Burgundia, though Marne was still clutching Soho's shoulder and looking terribly tragic. "Rest assured, we ain't the type."

Silva raised an eyebrow, only to bop both Nick and Nack in the head for starting to laugh. "Sure thing, darlin. If I'm able, that is." There were a lot of things he could do, but there were some s**t he didn't want to do, as well.