#spannerboop

    Eliane barely waited for the door to open before she was bursting into Emalyn's apartment. There was a small part of the back of her mind that said she wasn't sure that Emalyn had actually told Eliane where she lived, and that she might be intruding at a wierd time, but she was a little bit beyond caring at the moment.

    "The woman is insufferable, Em! I swear every time I talk to her I end up wanting to claw my own face off!"

The irony of this situation was not lost on Sinclar. As they had begun over tea, so they would resume their bond through tea. It was almost ceremonial. He led Emalyn into the apartment, motioning for her to have a seat if she wished as he made the tea ready.

It had been one week since their argument, but it felt like months. He still felt so guilty about what he'd said, how he had pushed Ema away. It was idiotic and selfish, and he should have known better. He brought the tea into the living room, setting the tray on the table, and sat down with a sigh.

     For someone who was such a talented manipulator of emotions, Kalrien Venture was surprisingly bad at dealing with them. She didn't know exactly what had compelled her to think it was a good idea to seek out Emalyn Lekal after news of her father's death.

     She'd seen too many kids stripped of their families in both lines of work. In one, she was sometimes the cause. But there was more than that.

     Kalrien caught Ema outside of class when she heard that the girl had started going back to school. Once she had found Emalyn, she wasn't sure what exactly she had expected to do. She shifted on her feet, expression momentarily conflicted. She wet her lips. "I heard of this place nearby that sells gelato and ice cream. Would you be interested in coming with me? There are far too many flavours for me to choose from."

    He figured he'd followed her long enough. She didn't seem to be up to anything too important, and he was interested in talking to her again. Time for a "chance" meeting on the street.