[center]He knew he was taking a chance by offering Clara his arm, hell he was.half expecting her to refuse. He noted the hesitation but said nothing as her arm met with his own, he hid his small smile behind his blonde hair. He led them forward and thought idly that it was about time he cut it, he never could stand long hair. 

“I'll just stop by the kitchen to drop this off, mind waiting by the stairs while I do?” His words were soft as if he feared being heard, that wasn't the case this time and Ryanair didn't really question it. She was older than he in vampire years -whether that was true was to be seen- and the bond with his sire had him asking instead of offering. She was in a sense his older sister and while he wasn't one to simply follow orders if anyone were to suggest them, he did understand rank and the power that came with it. True she'd been mean and downright intolerable when they'd first met, but he didn't -couldn't rather- hold a grudge against her. They were kin and as such he understood why she had been like that, in a way he was just a replacement that took her rightful spot. Nearing the kitchen he squeezed her arm once softly before letting go and entering, no one seemed to notice and with little effort his now cold food was stored in the fridge and he himself was grabbing another plate.

“Kieran hasn't eaten yet has he?” Wolff’s gruff voice sounded from behind him, the blonde merely hummed and offered the plate in his hands in answer. 

“I'll take him this if that's fine, he was asleep and didn't seem well enough yet to come down.” His tone was light and conversational, he only used it when he was either uncomfortable or lying. This time however it was neither case, he wanted to keep the Healer and others from going to the second floor. The conversation he was about to have was just for the three of them, Ryanair noticed Lye glance up from her plate and arch a brow. “He's fine just tired and healing.” He offered her with a smile he forced across his features, both Wolff and Lye accepted and returned to their conversation. Swallowing and quickly refilling the plates for Evian and Ynez, he exits and makes his way to the staircase. 

The next set of events might very well test the limit of his courage. Thankfully he had someone who even if she didn't speak, could offer silent support. That thought alone had him relaxing as he neared his destination, re-offering his arm to Clara when he nears her. [/center]

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