Aneira finished tying her hair up in its side ponytail before she slipped her boots on and exited her room. Knowing her weapon he was already up by now and the girl figured he was in the kitchen. The house was as noisy as ever and Aneira had to refrain from rolling her eyes in irritation. She sighed and made her way down to the kitchen. Sure enough, her weapon was there eating toast and eggs. The meister walked past him to grab a bowl then pour herself someone ceral and sit down to eat all without having said a word though she did nod her head in greeting to Flint.