Seira relaxed a little. The pair didn’t realize that Camron was deaf. Her smile brightened up considerably as she studied the other team. They were such a handsome couple. Her black eyes lingered longer than usual as she took in Kei’s features. She felt her cheeks grow warm. Lina was one lucky woman. Sadly the moment didn’t last long. 

“I..do not…sit with…trash,” said the young girl entering the room.

Seira ignored Reri. Unreasonable people are not worth her time. The raven haired Asylum sipped her tea and ate two mouthfuls. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed someone settling between her and Lina. She placed her fork down and turned to look at Angel. Nothing irked her more than having someone intrude into her personal space. Camron was the unfortunate exception. Things were perfect with a chair between her and the other female Asylum. Her smile did not falter as she tilted her head to the side and gazed at him politely. It took a lot of effort not to look away. She didn’t even blink. Clearly this man did not care that no one has finished their coffee yet. She needed to make a sign to warn people not to talk to her before she finished her breakfast. [i]Ever.[/i] Today was one of those weird exceptions. 

“Your partner is a strange one. He lacks motive to kill, he lacks the desire for blood and he is impaired, yet you protect him so ferociously. Your choice of suicide is one befitting of a lemming.” Angel said. 

She burst out laughing. “Lemming…? You have got to be kidding. That is nothing but a gross misconception. A very cruel one at that…” 

And… 

He ignored her! The blood draped Angel had turned his attention to Lina. Seira rolled her eyes slightly and snatched the hearing aid from Camron. The girl studied it. There was nothing seeming remarkable about it. She pocketed it. The boy looked puzzled and she shrugged. He shrugged in response and went back to his breakfast. Explaining things to him would take too long. She turned back to study the gorgeous tanned male Asylum secretly as she continued eating her scrambled eggs. 

Seira almost choked on her last mouthful of tea. Someone was finally telling the Lost Number off. She glanced over at the two before setting her fork and knife down again. As much as she respects Lina for having so much guts someone has to do something before things get out of hand. The Japanese woman rose and walked pass the Lost Number and the female Dos Pistolas. She didn’t care that it was impolite to leave before they were dismissed. Everyone was paying attention to the Lina and Angel anyway. Before she stepped out of the door she spun around and threw a huge handful of strawberry ice cream at Angel’s head. Embedded inside was the hearing aid from earlier. She smirked. 

“There. I think you had your share of ice cream. Now this lemming shall go off to finish her reports. Let me know when we are going to have a real briefing. Ta!”