01<@Ardweden> [Day: Thursday, September 9. Time: 12:20 am, or thereabouts.] 01<@Ardweden> [At Hank's insistence, you met up at Lunatic Fringe around midnight to do some investigative work... and lo and behold, the store opened! Inside you found a very different shop with a very different proprietor - she's about your age and drop dead gorgeous, for two. She introduced herself as Helen and has been fielding your questions ever since.] 01<@Ardweden> [Right now, Helen is sitting on the counter, swinging her feet and possibly waiting for you guys to buy something. Or say something. Whichever comes first.] 01<@Ardweden> [Session Start.] 06* Tiffany seems to be watching Helen swing her feet. It's almost hypnotizing. She then stops for a moment and ponders the last thing Helen said. "You...said something about too many dreamers, right? What did you mean about that?" 06* Javy nods to Tiffany's question. What she said. 01<@Ardweden> ["Just what I said. There are too many dreamers. I mean, literal dreamers, not people with big ideas in their heads that probably won't come true."] So why would there be too many now? 06* Javy nods to that question, too. 01<@Ardweden> [Helen shrugs. "I don't know, exactly! But there are somehow. I mean, it's not *too* bad." She leaves the unspoken 'yet' in the air.] 06* Tiffany lets out a long sigh. "But it's getting there." What...um...happens if it *does* get there? How come someone's pullin' more an' more dreamers in? What's he... or she got to gain from that? Has this happened before? 01<@Ardweden> ["I don't know that either, Tiffany. Sorry. I mean, it's not like this has happened before, so it's not really in the emergency manual."] There's an emergency manual? Really? 06* Tiffany half-smiles. "It's okay. We can't be expected to know everything." She lets out a long sigh and fiddles with her bangs a little. "But it does make things more complicated..." 01<@Ardweden> [Helen shakes her head at Sydney. "No, but someone should make one."] 01<@Ardweden> ["Anyway, I'd *guess*... I mean... huh." Helen chews on her lower lip, obviously thinking (and looking adorable while she's at it).] 06* Javy watches her, but then manages, "Do you. Uh. Do you think that... how would someone even do that?" 06* Tiffany ponders slightly to herself. "I wonder if someone on the other side knows..." 06* Tyler frowns. "So, nerd boy, is he still a dreamer?" 01<@Ardweden> [Helen blinks. "You're all dreamers. That's part of what makes you human. But you don't dream all the time."] But the type of dreamer who can cross over, he means. Not on purpose, though. 01<@Ardweden> ["I don't know anybody like that, but I guess it is possible."] You know us. 06* Tiffany stops and bites her own lip, hard, and plays with her lip ring with her tongue. She starts to stare off into the corner. 06* Hank goes unanswered, so he just busies himself with trying to stare at Helen while not trying to look like he's staring at Helen. 01<@Ardweden> ["Not really," Helen grins. "I just met you."] 01<@Ardweden> ["Anyway, my guess is that by weakening the gate, you can bring people in from the other side. I mean, that's what breaking down barriers does."] 06* Javy stops looking at Helen for a moment, to follow Tiffany's gaze into the corner curiously. "So... so, um, someone from there wants to come... come here?" 01<@Ardweden> [She shrugs. "Maybe? Or bring someone there?"] But people can get there anyway. Um. Right? If... that's what you do. When you dream. 01<@Ardweden> ["More or less."] 06* Tyler suddenly perks up. "Wanna get t...." he stops what he was saying to Helen. "Right, texas bull hard is here. Is the crow trying to come over you think?" 01<@Ardweden> ["Um... who?"] You jelly, son? 06* Javy blinks at that exchange, looking confused, and then tries, "There was. Um. We saw this big raven. Over there." 06* Tiffany sighs. "Wait, is that even possible? Weakening the barrier so that someone can come over *here*?" I mean...that--that's crazy, isn't it? raven crow. Whatever. 06* Tyler looks over at Hank, just a little braver than he'd normally be. 01<@Ardweden> ["Sure! I mean, theoretically. The gate usually only lets certain people through, but if there's no gate, then why not."] 06* Hank seems unintimidated by Tyler's sudden bravery. What is up with the crow, anyway? But the Raven's tryin' to stop it, ain't he? 06* Javy looks uneasy, but doesn't manage to say anything intelligble, just mumbling a little. I... 01<@Ardweden> [Helen reaches down and behind the counter, pulling out some papers that you may recognize as your contracts. She starts flipping through them.] 06* Tiffany ends up biting her lip again, twisting her ring back the other way. 06* Tyler was half staring down Hank, but hey look an obvious thing to stare at that won't beat his face in! He turns his full attention to the contracts. 01<@Ardweden> ["Yeeeah, that's the guy who sent you here, right? So probably. Or at least he's doing the right things to keep it more in check."] So are we working for him? Tyler said that at one point, but I wasn't really sure. 06* Tiffany frowns and rubs her arm slightly. "Is he? I-I'm not so sure..." He saved our lives and pretty much said we were. I don't want to die, do you? 06* Tiffany frowns more at Tyler's statement. 06* Javy looks at the contracts, and stays quiet for a moment. "It's on the contract?" But things got worse when he showed up, too. 01<@Ardweden> ["Nope. Your contract just says that you're responsible for your own actions." Helen pauses a moment and gives you each a serious look, then says, "So what you decide to do is up to you."] 06* Sydney looks like she's thinking hard. Her forehead is all wrinkly! 06* Tyler just SMIRKS at that. 01<@Ardweden> [This is followed by a beaming smile. "So you're not working for him, necessarily!"] 06* Tiffany pauses for a moment, looking at a spot just below Helen's feet. "But...aren't we always responsible for our own actions?" She looks up at Helen for a moment. "I mean...why the contract?" 06* Javy nods, and adds, "And, well... so how is he on, um, the, the contract, then?" Come on Tiff Tiff, I've made you angry enough to punch me before. You weren't in control then. 01<@Ardweden> ["Why not? Sometimes people need to be reminded. Especially when dealing with something as big as this."] 06* Tiffany looks daggers at Tyler. "Oh yeah. Because you're the fucking poster child of responsibility, right? You're a goddamned saint, aren't you, Tyler?" She starts walking over towards him. 01<@Ardweden> [Helen turns her attention from the contracts to Tiffany and Tyler. She watches with interest.] 06* Sydney sighs softly. 06* Javy raises his hand to try to stop her, but then blushes lightly and lowers it again, looking at Helen instead. "How is... how is he on there?" he asks again. 06* Tyler looks up at Tiffany. "Hey now, there's more important things and you know it. Anyway, I do something to change my life, you just hide in the back and pray no one notices you." 01<@Ardweden> ["Huh?" Helen looks at Javy, reluctantly.] 06* Hank snorts. The raven. You said he's on there. But, if... if... 06* Javy trails off, then continues, "...what role does he have on there? If we're responsible?" 01<@Ardweden> ["You mean in the contracts? I didn't say that."] 06* Tiffany grits her teeth for a moment and shoves Tyler back. There's a touch of hissing in her voice. "Oh yeah. Like push other people around and follow Josh like a little fucking pansy lapdog, right? Who's the fucking hider?" I haven't done shit to you, Tyler, yet you've been riding my ass all school year. I don't have to fucking deal with the *other* people who do it. 06* Sydney looks from Tiffany and Tyler to Helen and back. 06* Hank glances thataway, then back to Helen. He's not about to defend Tyler from Tiffany. "You've been a big help man, but we ain't no closer to figuring out what to do next than we were when we got here." 06* Javy starts to ask something else, but he gets distracted by the scuffling. 06* Tyler stumbles back a bit and looks up at Tiffany, frowning. "Oh yeah Tiff- tiff? Which one of us has friends?" 06* Hank glances thataway again. "Reckon that'd be Tiffany." 01<@Ardweden> [Helen looks that way, too. "Yup. We're running out of time anyway." She turns her attention back to Hank and smiles. "Sorry I couldn't help more, but I hope I helped at least a little. I tried, anyway."] 06* Sydney moves closer to Helen. "You did, I think. I feel like I know a little more, at least." Oh yeah. Friends. Friends who do what exactly? Make themselves feel connected by picking on the little kids? Does that make you feel big, Tyler? 01<@Ardweden> ["And come back and let us know if anything else is going on! I don't think the other two ladies are going to much like what's going on with that gate either."] 06* Javy looks back, and says quickly, "Thenwhowould know, ah." He says more slowly, blushing more. "Would anyone else, ah, know more? Anyone we could ask, too?" Fuck you. Do you know the first thing about me at all? Really? Shit, none of you fucking know any shit. 06* Hank nods Sydney's way. "But what do we do if'n it happens again? If our waking selves git back in there." No. I don't know the first thing about you, Tyler. Because you act like an asshole to keep people from giving a shit. Responsible for your own actions? What a *joke*! 01<@Ardweden> ["Come to me. Us. At the very least, this should be a safe spot. It'll be here for you if you need it. I think it is over there, anyway." She glances Tiffany and Tyler's way. "As long as you don't make it *un*safe somehow."] Yeah and you don't take actions. Too scared to move at all unless you got some steroid jock to protect your ass. Like how? 01<@Ardweden> ["Well, like I don't think fighting is super safe. Interesting! But not very safe."] 06* Tiffany shoves Tyler back harder and screams, she's on the verge of tears. "Fuck you, Tyler! I haven't asked anybody to do shit for me and you know it. Just--" She looks a mix between enraged, tearful and ready to lash out and then just...lets it go and turns away, looking exhausted, almost whispering and wiping her face. "Fuck you..." Maybe, but someone's gotta do it. 06* Javy nods, and looks at Tiffany and Tyler fearfully. 06* Tiffany goes over to a corner and just curls up there. 06* Tyler shakes his head not feeling bad at all. 06* Sydney looks at Tiffany, takes a step forwards, then stops and looks at Javy. 01<@Ardweden> [Helen looks at Tyler. "You should go now. You've done enough." And more generally: "The rest of you, too. It was interesting meeting all of you."] 06* Javy catches her glance, then nods a little and steps over to Tiffany, close, but not getting too in her space. "Um. Yeah. Good meeting you, too." 06* Tiffany 's just sobbing down into her arms. She doesn't look ready to move just yet. 06* Sydney looks sadly at Helen. "Yeah. Maybe we'll see you again in a month?" 01<@Ardweden> ["Sure." Helen smiles. "I'll be here."] 06* Javy waits by Tiffany. After a beat, he flexes a hand, and touches her lightly on her shoulder. 06* Tyler nods and heads out sighing. 06* Sydney looks at Hank and shrugs. 06* Tiffany doesn't react for a moment, but she does stop sobbing. She doesn't look up until after Tyler leaves the room and then raises her head up just enough to look slightly at the floor but not enough to look at Javy, whispering. "I'm sorry...I made a big mess of things again, didn't I....?" 06* Hank shakes his head. "No. Ya did the right thing." I, ah, no. I don't think so. I think, um. We asked what we could. 06* Tiffany wipes her eyes slightly and half-murmurs, appreciatively. "Thanks Hank..." She looks up over her arms at Helen, and then glances away, then back at her, half-way. "Sorry..." 01<@Ardweden> [Helen slides off the counter and walks over to them. "Sorry, but you guys really do need to go now."] 06* Javy nods to her, apologetic, and holds out a hand to Tiffany. In case she needs help up. 06* Sydney nods and walks over to Javy and Tiffany. 06* Hank nods. "Alright. Thanks for the help, ma'am." 06* Tiffany nods and whispers hoarsely. "Okay..." She gets up and goes to head out. She'll take assistance from Javy if he's offering it, but looks somewhat on autopilot than actually noticing the gesture. 06* Hank follows! "Hey Tiffany, wait up a minute." 01<@Ardweden> [Helen walks back to the counter to put the contracts away, and the moment the last person is out the door, it shuts behind them and the lights in Lunatic Fringe turn off.] 01<@Ardweden> [Everyone is now in the Square, which looks much like it did before.] 06* Tiffany waits for a moment and half-glances at Hank, but doesn't seem to be fully focusing on him. 06* Javy does indeed offer some help, flushing more as he does, and heads out behind her after, standing gratefully in the dark. 06* Sydney follows the rest out into the Square, still looking troubled. 06* Tyler is heading off in a huff away form the store. Look, I'm sorry fer gettin' in your business. I know you ain't asked for my help and I know you ain't happy to get it. 06* Tiffany looks at Tyler for a moment, then back at Hank. "It's..." She lets out a breath. "No, it's alright. You're just trying to be nice..." She sighs. "I kinda snapped at you for it...I'm sorry." 06* Tiffany frowns. "I'm not...used to people being nice to me..." 06* Hank smiles, "Hey, ain't no problems here." 06* Sydney looks sad. "Aww..." 06* Javy opens his mouth, but then shakes his head slightly and closes it, and makes more use of the dark. So, anyone need a ride? 06* Tiffany frowns and bites her lip some more. She glances at the direction Tyler went for a moment. "Someone going to go after him?" 06* Hank chuckles. "I will if'n ya want." I don't think I could think of anything to say to him right now. 06* Tiffany sighs. "If you do, he'll just think my "steroid protector" went after him again..." She shakes her head. "One of these days, he's going to have to grow up..." Do, uh, you think we need to? I mean. I could. Although... for someone who just complained that we don't know anything about him, he's not exactly making me want to try and find out. Well, y'all know I think he's about as useful as a nail is to a tire, but I'm in the minority. 06* Tiffany frowns and bites her lip. "He's devoted to this. I have no idea why." I mean...he wants to do this....he knows we hate him. There must be a reason...right? Prolly his one shot to be somebody. 06* Tiffany shakes her head. "Maybe...I dunno..." Javy, if you *do* want to go, it's up to you...I'm not going to force that garbage on anybody... Or he saw something. In his dream. He could... 06* Hank shrugs. "It don't matter what he wants so much as how he's trying to git it. He's a detriment." He sighs. "But enough complainin'. Anyone want a ride? Got room for one person." He glances at Sydney. 06* Tiffany looks down at the street and rubs the fabric on her arms, head cocked off to the side. If the rest of you guys are okay, I think I will take that ride so I'm not wandering all over town in the middle of the night. Yeah...I--*she bites her lip again* I think I need to walk for a bit... 06* Javy pauses, and looks at Tiffany, thinking for a beat, before nodding off- handedly at Syd. "That's good. You should, uh, ride. Take the ride. I mean." He looks back at Tiffany. "I could walk. With you. And, um, send Tyler a message. In case there's something. Um, something bigger. There." 06* Sydney gives Tiffany and Javy appreciative looks. "Thanks. You guys be careful, okay? I'll see you tomorrow. Or, uh, later today, I guess." 06* Tiffany blinks at that and side-glances at Javy. "I..." She fingers her hair for a moment. "Um, you sure?" 06* Javy nods to Sydney and Hank. "Yeah, ah, see you. At school. Soon." Then, to Tiffany, "Uh... if you're good, with... ah, with that?" 06* Sydney walks over to Hank. "Okay, I think we're good to go here. Thanks for the ride!" 06* Tiffany looks off to the side, hugging herself, replying off-hand. "Well...only if that's what *you* want..." 06* Hank nods and gets on his bike, gesturing for Sydney. 06* Sydney waves to Tiffany and Javy and hops onto the bike. 06* Tiffany doesn't notice. She's too busy glancing away from Javy! 06* Hank waves, then goes! 06* Javy waves back to them, and looks down at Tiffany. "I do. Um. I like walking." 06* Tiffany nods and brushes her bangs out of her face, looking up at Javy for a moment, carefully. "O-okay..." 06* Javy nods, and looks around the square. "Yeah, ah, okay. Okay." 06* Tiffany starts walking, slowly. Head down and looking at her feet, arms crossed around her in front of her. 06* Javy starts a little, and then moves to walk next to her. He shoots off a quick text to Tyler to ask if he's going to be okay... and then takes up the walking more, glancing at her a couple of times. 06* Tyler will text back saying he's okay and offering Javy to talk art tomorrow or something. 06* Tiffany walks a little bit more, before speaking up, still focused on the ground. "I thought, um...you were going to go after Tyler. Not just text him..." 06* Javy shakes his head, and checks his text, quickly thumbing in an okay before saying, "No, uh, it's, I said that, ah, I would if... but he's okay. And, ah. I like walking more." 06* Tiffany brushes her hair to the side slightly and replies casually, still not looking at him. "You like walking, or you like walking with me...?" 06* Javy mumbles something quiet and unintelligble, keeping pace. 06* Tiffany sighs and tilts her head his way slightly. "You don't really expect me to hear you like that, do you...?" 06* Javy straightens a little, and says more clearly, "Sorry. Um. It's, ah, it's a bad habit. I know." 06* Tiffany half-smiles. "Well, I wouldn't exactly call it *bad*." She tilts her head towards him again. "It's kinda cute, you know..." 06* Javy blinks, and looks at her more fully for a second. "Uh... really?" 06* Tiffany puts her hand up to her mouth and giggles a little at his response. She then blushes a bit and looks away. "Oh...um...sorry..." 06* Javy blushes some, too, but shakes his head. "It's, ah, it's okay. It's, I, you know. I didn't mind." 06* Tiffany fidgets slightly. "It's just...uh...I'm kind of impulsive. I can't help that. You saw it tonight..." She sighs. "Unfortunately..." 06* Javy nods a little, and walks. "I, I know. But, um... it turned out okay. I think. You're okay. Right?" 06* Tiffany rolls her eyes a bit and looks at Javy, walking backwards. "Okay? Helen thinks I'm a lunatic, Tyler ended off storming off like a little baby, and the clue didn't even sink into his pathetic little skull. How is *that* "okay"?" She does do the airquotes on that one. 06* Javy slows up so he doesn't accidentally walk into her. "It's... I... I just. Well. From what, over there, we saw... we're all okay. No one got hurt. Like, injured hurt." 06* Tiffany frowns slightly and wraps her arms around her, turning back around and rubbing her own shoulders, half looking at the ground. Her voice starts out barely audible. "...be the one to get hurt..." 06* Javy feels awkward for a beat, then says abruptly, "What?" Then, softer, "I, uh. I know I shouldn't say it, but, uh. I couldn't hear all that." 06* Tiffany holds herself tighter and takes in a deep breath, walking slightly slower and not looking at Javy at all. "I said....Tyler..." She swallows and looks slightly away. "...Tyler should be the one to get hurt..." 06* Javy glances down at her, and slows down to her pace again. He opens his mouth, searches for words, and then tries, "Can't we, um. I just thi... I want. I don't want anyone to get hurt." 06* Tiffany frowns and pulls in tighter, rubbing her shoulders. "...people always get hurt, Javy. It's just...some...some people choose not to notice it..." 06* Javy sticks a hand in his jacket pocket, and looks at her. Tentatively, he says, "I notice. I do. I just... I, you know, I, it's not that I can, um, fix or make it better or... but I notice. And I still don't want it. Um. Want people to get hurt." 06* Tiffany looks away and whispers. "Noticing and being silent about it is the same as not noticing at all..." I... I'm trying not to be. 06* Tiffany sighs and runs her fingers through her hair slightly. "I know...I'm sorry..." You just...some things just aren't that easy to just fix. 06* Javy nods, and says after a beat, "I know. But... but. You know. It's like... um." He looks down at her. "Like with your hands. When you're playing. You can't, um. You can't stretch it right until you've stretched it wrong. A whole lot." 06* Tiffany walks, then tries to think on that...then walks some more, then tries to think on that some more. And then finally just glances at Javy and says, "Uh, what?" 06* Javy blushes, and holds his hands out on front of him, as if he's holding his oboe. "Like... I, you, ah. I play. You don't know, right? I, it's, the oboe. You have to stretch your hands. Right? And. It's like that. To fix it, I mean." 06* Tiffany blinks and looks at him curiously. "You, um, you play the oboe...?" 06* Javy nods a couple of times, and looks away, his face hot. "Yeah. Ah. A lot." 06* Tiffany looks at him and tilts her head, not noticing his looking away really. "You...um...are you any good? Do you like it?" 06* Javy nods to both of the questions, more hesitant for the first than the second. 06* Tiffany nods slightly. "Well...um...wow, that's not something I expected of you..." 06* Javy looks off into the distance. "I, yeah. I know. Um. I don't tell people. Much." 06* Tiffany nods slightly. "Well, I guess that's fair. I mean not many people know that I'm..." She blushes bright red and her hand goes up to her mouth. 06* Javy looks at her curiously. "What? I, ah... I didn't hear you. Ah, again." He laughs a little, awkward. 06* Tiffany blushes bright red and shakes her head, her voice squeaking a bit. "You didn't not hear me...it's just, just..." 06* Javy waits for a beat, and says softly, "If you, ah, you know. You... you don't have to tell me, if you, you know. You don't have to. I'll listen, but um. You don't." 06* Tiffany mutters something, trying to hide her red face, then responds into her arm. "Well, um....I, uh, like to sing...a bit..." 06* Javy feels his ears burning. "Oh, uh, yeah? That's... are you a good singer? Like, ah, what kind of singing?" 06* Tiffany blushes even redder and hides her face more. "Oh..um...well, I'm in choir..." 06* Javy actually smiles at that, shifting his hand out of his pocket. "Like at the church? Or, um, at the school?" 06* Tiffany frowns slightly and looks away, a bit embarrassed. "Um...school. I...uh...don't really go...uh...to church." 06* Javy nods. "Right, I just... I thought, but that's cool. Choir. Uh, so, what, what do you sing?" 06* Tiffany looks at Javy for a second, not sure what he's asking, then it dawns on her. "Oh...um...you mean...uh...what range?" 06* Javy looks slightly embarrassed. "Yeah. Ah, sorry, right. I should have... yeah, what range?" 06* Tiffany looks nervous for a second, but stays with the conversation. "I...um...first soprano..." 06* Javy now just looks impressed. "Wow." 06* Tiffany stares at Javy. "Um...what?" She fidgets a bit and fingers the necklace chain around her neck. 06* Javy blinks. "You must, ah, really... you know. You must be really good. For that. To be first." 06* Tiffany blushes and squeaks a bit. "I'm...uh...I'm okay..." 06* Javy glances at her, and changes his pace a little. "Me too. I'm okay, like that. I mean. I, ah. I could be first. First oboe. I think." 06* Tiffany nods slightly and plays with her hair. "So you're good. Why are you so modest about it?" 06* Javy pauses, starts to explain, then shakes his head, and starts again. "I, there's the swim team, and... I, you know. It's, ah, people don't get it. They don't. Oboe's not guitar. Or singing. It's..." He shakes his head, slightly annoyed with himself. "That's why." 06* Tiffany nods slightly, then brushes her hair some more. "Yeah...you've been on the swim team for a long time, haven't you....?" 06* Javy nods, and echoes, "A long time." 06* Tiffany nods slightly. "Yeah...I know...I..." She gets wide-eyed for a second and then looks down at the ground. 06* Javy walks along for a couple of beats, and glances at her curiously. 06* Tiffany blushes deeply and looks down, making herself very small and clutching her necklace. "I--it's nothing..." 06* Javy gauges this for a second, and then essays tentatively, "Like I said before... it's, um. You don't have to tell me. But... but if you want to tell me, I'll, you know. I'll listen." 06* Tiffany fidgets a bit. "L-like I said....it's nothing...i-it's not like..." 06* Javy shifts a bit as he walks, looking more forward again. "It's fine," he says, strained. "Like I said. You don't have to. Really, if it's... it's okay." 06* Tiffany blushes real deeply and clutches herself tighter, just walking along and trying her best to look straight forward, awkwardly silent. Do you... did you ever swim? 06* Tiffany blinks at the question a bit and seems a bit embarrassed, though from what, it's hard to tell. "I...uh..." She keeps looking straight ahead. "Y- yeah. A little bit. Just for fun though. Not, uh, not on a team like you do..." 06* Javy nods, and glances over at her. "It can be fun. Not, like, not like music, or... or, like yours, like singing. I, uh, I mean, I guess. I haven't really tried singing, so, um. Not for real, anyway." 06* Tiffany rubs her arms and speaks hesitantly and haltingly. "Y-yeah...I mean, uh, I like, um, I like a lot of stuff like that..." 06* Javy nods. "What, ah... like what? Like swimming? Or like music?" Um...well...swimming...d-dancing....music....all those, uh, all those kinds of things... You like dancing, too? I, ah... I, you know, it's... ... I never, you, ah. Tried that. I never did. Yet. 06* Tiffany tries to process the alphabet soup that Javy just dropped. "Really? You haven't?" Well... 06* Javy blushes, and simply says, "No." 06* Tiffany blushes too and looks straight ahead, clutching her necklace again. "Well, ah, you should....you really should. I mean, you're, uh, athletic enough and all. You'd...uh...probably be pretty good at it..." 06* Javy nods a couple of times, and says quietly. "Maybe. Um. Well. If there's, there's a chance. Some time." He's definitely not looking anywhere towards her. 06* Tiffany nods slightly, looking off into the distance. "There will be. We'll...uh...make it..." 06* Javy doesn't even know what to say to that for a bit. After a beat, he manages, "Uh... yeah. We could." 06* Tiffany nods slightly. "Um...yeah..." She skips out quickly all of the sudden and speaks just as quickly. "Gottago Javy. Thanks for cheering me up and all! I appreciate it!" Before he can respond, she takes off down another route. 06* Javy blinks, and slows up. He waves after her, and is plainly trying to figure out if it was something he said. He figures it probably was, but gets headed towards home anyway. [Session End!]