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*Alanna leads Thom into her quarters and smiles. Earlier today, she cleared the table of papers, clothing and a stray shoe. The room itself is remarkably tidy for her, but she curses when she sees that she forgot to take Thom's tutu off the lion's head.*

Er... welcome. Would you like some wine?

*Crossing to the table, she hurriedly pours herself some and watches him from beneath lowered lashes.*

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*He hardly bats an eye at the tutu.

Weird.* No, thanks.

Water? Milk? *She pauses to take a sip.* Rum? Say, did you even know I was back?

Uh, water.

And . . . actually . . . no.

Ah. *Her fingers grip her glass tightly.* Well, here I am. I came back Sunday last.

*Alanna frowns and looks at the kitchen, a room she quite obviously spends very little time in. Sighing, she wanders over and fixes him a glass of water.*

I filched food from the kitchen earlier.

*Thom smiles.* Well, well. Should I be proud of you?

*Snorting, she hands him the water.*

I'm sure the rats will charge me, so no need to worry that I'm reverting to my thieving ways. *She shrugs.* I do it a lot. It's not as if I know how to work that thing.

*She points at the stove.*

Now... in all seriousness, are you alright?

Of course I'm all right.

Of course.

*Blowing out a breath, she sits down hard and looks up at him.*

Thom... is he back for good?

*Thom blinks.* How should I know?

*She gives him a look.*

You are the only one of us to see him.

*Shrugging, she downs the rest of her wine and gives the tutu a half smile.*

And you seem... I don't know. Distant. Er, more so than usual.

*He shrugs.* Dunno. Maybe it's you.

*Rolling to her feet, she laughs harshly and strides back into the kitchen.*

Oh! Oh, quite possibly. Why shouldn't it be? I seem to be making everyone angry today. It's a talent, apparently.

*Muttering, she rummages around the fridge and starts carting a great deal of food to the table as she fumes.*

Whoa, whoa, slow down. No need to bite my head off.

*She casts a small smile at him over her shoulder and keeps moving.*

I am not biting your head off so much as my own, Brother.

*He smiles at her ruefully.* Yeah, but that's even worse.

*She shrugs and moves back to the kitchen, pausing briefly to lean her forehead against a cool wall.*

Go ahead and sit down.

*Outside the door to Alanna's room, Adam shifts and shuffles, moving back and forth and wringing his hands. In his hands is a small piece of crumped paper, and he lifts a hand slowly to knock on the door.*

*Her head jerks up at the sound and she wipes her hands on her breeches, eyeing the door.*

Sorry. It's probably Raph or Faith or... someone. I'll be right back.

*Patting Thom's shoulder as she passes, Alanna trots over to the door and jerks it open. Shocked, she gapes at Adam.*

*Adam glances up at her, and swallows

Here goes nothing.*

Hi.

Hullo.

*Face impassive, she stares at him.*

But you...

*Shaking her head, she looks up and down the hall before tugging his hand and all but dragging him into the room. She continues to stare at him, trying to figure out what he is doing here.*

*Thom laces his fingers together, looking interestedly from Adam to Alanna and back again.*

Hello.

*Adam glances at Thom atthe sound of his voice, and colours a bit.*

But I what?

*He says under his voice, before calling out to Thom.*

Hi, Thom.

*Alanna bites her lip, flushing.*

After what you said... I didn't think you wanted to talk to me anymore.

*Clearing her throat, she smiles brightly at Thom before turning back to Adam.*

Well. We were just about to eat, and I procured enough food for an army, so... welcome. Want something to drink?

*She shifts nervously from foot to foot.*

*He twists the piece of paper around and around in his hands until it's almost unrecognizeable.*

S'actually- s'why I came.

*He glances again at Thom.*

Um. Water, I think.

Oh?

*Blatantly curious, she drops her gaze to his hands.*

Water it is. Thom is alright, distant and quite confused as to why I am worried, or so he would have me think. There, you are all caught up. I'll be right back.

*Running a hand through her hair, she walks back to the kitchen for both water and quite possibly some rum.*