Fourth Floor Common Room [late evening]

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

Aravis could, once again, not sleep. So tonight she was curled up on the couch (where she had absolutely not fallen asleep the night before) and was watching whatever had come up on the television while sipping tea and poking at a roll of something called Rolos that she'd handwavily gotten earlier, along with a heap of other candies.

She would probably welcome company. And maybe share her candy. Maybe.

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[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

Like she was anyone to talk against worrying about losing control and hurting someone close. Setsuna lowered her head a moment.

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Wings and hurting people. Fun club.

"I should go," He said quietly. "See you in ninjaing?"

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

"Teddy, I...I'm sorry. I...didn't mean to...."

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

He stopped and gave her a small half smile. "Don't worry about it. It's just me being too over protective of him."

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

Setsuna nodded a little in her attempt to return the smile lightly. "O...okay. He's...pretty lucky, then."

As if, you know, the whole stabbing and being okay thing wasn't lucky enough.