"Is that so?"

"Really?" 

"You sure do a lot. I bet they were happy when you helped." 

Enasi was listening to one of the many tales Rue had to offer. This time, it was about him helping Cho set up for a party. Involving, crashes, catches, accidents, and applause,  Rue dramatically explained, waving his hands around in emphasis as he spoke, all the while still flying. Rue's high spirits made him smile and laugh. The little fairy could probably put him out of a job. And when not around Seishu, more of that energy was exposed. It occurred to him that Rue's control had gotten way better than before. 

Hearing a part in the story that he remembered hearing before, his mind wandered. 

[I]"What was that sneaky nightmare planning on doing..."[/I]

The image replayed in his mind. The thought of Seishu's hands wrapping around his stomach, and the gentle touch of his wings. . .

"Lord Enasi? Are you okay? Your face is really red. Are you sick? I can hurry and get Crios!" Before he could fly off, Enasi grabbed his hand. 

"It's okay, it's okay! I'm fine, I promise!" He laughed and hugged him. He worried more than he did sometimes. Rue hesitated and then nodded, hugging him. The two walked, with Rue continuing to talk about another story, until they stopped at the door. The little fairy raced into the room and he smiled seeing him tackle Seishu into a hug. "Cute." He mumbled and walked in.

Almost immediately Enasi felt the heavy stares toward him. It made him shrink back a little, and then look behind him. "Uhm... Is- is everything okay?" Crios looked in shock and Harper looked.... broken. "Harper?" 

The rabbit's ears twitched toward the innocent call of his name. "O-Oh. My apologies Lord Enasi. I was just a little thrown off by some news I heard." He shook his head and looked at Crios, but the doctor only cleared his throat and looked away, glancing at Seishu and giving him a warning frown. 

Rue blinked, noticing the two in shock. He whispered to Seishu. "What's wrong with them? Did something happen?"

Enasi blinked and shifted on his feet, in confusion. He didn't like being stared at. It made him feel a little bad for something he probably never done. To change the topic, and to get them from staring at him. "So... should we get ready for the trip?"