#theconstructsworld

She’s thought about it a couple of times, but usually lands on no after sitting on the idea for a while. By and large she doesn’t really like to be the center of attention, and she doesn’t really feel like she has the same stage presence or general good times spirit as the rest of the Tarts -- to the point that she frequently questions her “place” there. 

Bartending is much simpler. 

“Really ‘ope y’ din’t take it pers’nal th’ one time, back when...when Val’rin tried’a get me t’smooch y’. Not fer lack of int’rest, mind, yer a very pleasant-lookin’ fellow, an’ I prolly woulda in other circ... ... I prolly woulda if it’d been dif’rent, but it was a bit’f a wierd night an’ I ‘ad no idea ‘o you were. Felt a bit... off?

Pretty sick of it. 

It’s not like she’s stuck there all the time -- she can leave, but her trips out are always on a very strict timer because the mansion will collapse on itself if she’s not back by a certain point and everyone inside will get yeeted into the street. It wasn’t designed to be up as long as it has been. Py’s stepped in occasionally in a pinch, but that’s rare. 

She misses her home and her people. There are no gardens in Maldraxxus for her to spend her time in. It’s exhausting in a way she couldn’t have ever comprehended. 

That would be Princess, her big floofy Quel’dorei longhaired cat. 

Princess is one of those cats that has one person, and that person is Py. She’s very tolerant of Py putting big silk ribbons around her neck, or jeweled collars, but no one else really gets to touch her or get close to her. At night she’ll tuck herself up into Py’s side if Py’s at home, or curl up in her lap when Py’s reading a book. 

Princess has also, however, had more than a couple of litters with the street cat turned barn cat Broccoli which is a little scandalous, really. The kittens are extremely cute though. 

“It’s been a while since I had a friend-friend and not just a work-friend. Kinda neat how easy it fell into place.” 

“I could probably just ask him to get a beer as friends, right? That’s a normal activity friends do? I don’t have to bid a ton of gold. But that’s fun though.” 

“Should probably check in and see what he’s been up to and if he’s doing okay out here. Would that be annoying? Maybe I shouldn’t. He’s fine and doesn’t need me prying.” 

“Wild that me climbing through the window has just turned into a thing, huh?” 

- For Ryland -

“I hope I didn’t make too much of a fool of myself at the last show I went to. I wonder if he thinks I’m weird.”

“Maybe I should call him again...”

- For Taric -

“I miss him.”

“I wonder if he’d let me hang out with him sometime. I never got to eat those edibles he talked about the first time we met.”

They do spend time together now! What they do varies a bit, depending on his mood. Sometimes it’s sitting together quietly, sometimes she’ll dramatically read him a chapter of a trashy romance novel to take his mind off everything, sometimes they talk a little bit so he can get back to feeling like things are closer to normal, and if he’s in the magical penthouse kitchen -- she’s usually lurking nearby, like she did when she was back in Azeroth in his apartment, because she doesn’t know how to cook and it’s a little fascinating. 

She’s trying her best not to be pushy while still being as present as possible because she doesn’t want him to feel like he’s been abandoned on any level, but Xylaes has always been the kind of person to set his own boundaries and she’s respectful of that.