-Slim, despite her weird questions, there is definitely a lot of respect from Gracia, despite her fear-
-Actually, it's probably because of it-
-She looks over at Athena-
-Oh no-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Quickly walks over-
A-Athena? We should... talk about something. In private.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Shhhh. They are actually nice. If we tell mother, she will fight them. She might die. Or they might die. We can't tell either of them about the other.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?... I don't know. But if our mother needs us, we will help her.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?... I don't know.
Snakes are for slithering and biting, not for fixing spacesuit girls...
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Vasilios is asleep at the kitchen table still, face-down in a now cold melted cheese on toast-
-the cheese has surely stuck to his cheek like glue-
-whilst Purr hasn't appeared in a while, not even for food-
-her bedroom door remaining closed-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-groans a little bit, but you have successfully acquired +1 Werewolf hair-
-blinks a little, as it seems having hair plucked has roused him to a waking point-
Huuhhhh...? -sits back up, the toast stuck to the side of his face-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postD-do I have something on my face...?
Feels like I do... and- why did I sleep at the kitchen table...
-rubs the side of his head again- I made toast- but I think I ate that... at least- it's not on my plate anymore. -he's looking down at his plate- B-but I feel hungry...?
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

-She jumps again-
U-uhm... Gracia Ardonis, sir.
... Where is your face, sir?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?