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[comshuk_me_baby]

Having Landok underneathe our roof was indeed a very strange experience. I could tell immediately, that he did not want to be here at all, and more than likely was feeling much out of place like I had when I first came here. There was a lot of things to get used to in this dimension; things that we did not have back in Pylea. Things like water

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[yammerer_willow]

I just wanted away from everything, but everywhere I went someone was there.

"O..Oh I will go..umm...somwhere else" I said as I tried to dodge Groo. I didn't want to be a bother to anyone, I just wanted this whole week to go away..and apparently in my zeal to get away I had missed something.

"Umm what did I miss?" I finally asked before I headed upstairs.

[comshuk_me_baby]

"Lorne's cousin has come from Pylea," said as I moved across the lobby to catch up with her as she made her way towards the stairs. I hoped she would not go away, I was bored and there was never anyone around. "He has asked Lorne to return, for his mother is ill and will more than likely die. The news, however, has taken it's toll on Lorne, and he is not fairing well emotionally."

I cleared my throat, and looked at her somewhat embarassingly, "Landok, Lorne's cousin, is staying in a room upstairs," I explained, though sheepishly. "I hope it will be alright, even though I know he was not met with a warm welcome."

[yammerer_willow]

I take all this in a moment then look to him. "I..I guess I should go talk...wait no, maybe I shouldn't. I might end up killing him too." I said as I tried to start up the stairs, but Groo seemed to want me to stay.

I guess I should take what I can get. "I am sure Angel won't mind him staying here..I can't really make any decisions, I am just the one who kills people."

[comshuk_me_baby]

"Go and talk to who?" I asked. "Certainly not Landok, because he is not in the best of moods, and he is hardly one to hold a conversation."

I thought about what Willow had said. "Oh, you meant Angel, I presume," I replied, finally. I cast a glance towards the couches of the lobby where Nia had moved her comatose brother. "You would not be able to speak with him anyways. He has come down with a case of.." I thought about the word that Nia had used to describe his condition. "Narcolepsy."

I rubbed my chin. "Anyways, you are not the only one who has killed," I told her, somewhat sympathetically, "For I have killed many men. Why do you not come down here and share in my company, for I will be the last person to judge you as far as taking lives go."