Serena flinched a little when she saw Sebastian's hand pushing her hair off her shoulder and felt his fingers against his skin. Very slowly, she met his eyes, he had lowered to his knees and was looking at her, not her scarring, her. She listened to him but only slightly. She was a little dazed by the way he was looking at her, what he was saying. For so long, she'd been calling herself weak and Sebastian.... was saying she was strong. She felt weird when he pulled his hand away. She wanted it back, she liked it... him holding her. Which was very strange... The last person to touch her neck she had judo thrown to the ground and ran off. Sebastian just made her comfortable, even when he was voicing that he might become very violent and hurt her or that he was basically incapable of not reading her thoughts. It had been a very long while since she felt this comfortable around a person, especially a Moroi. She looked at him and gave him a very small smile, "I do not think you would stand a chance, Sebas..." Her fingers played a little with a small silver charm on the bracelet that Sebastian had given her. She realized she hadn't taken it off last night. She also realized what she was doing. She was leaning into Sebastian, who knelt in front of her. She rested her head on his shoulder and nuzzled her face into his neck, hiding away. It was just like the other day when she had hugged him, more or less. She stayed like that for a moment, just enjoying sitting there as they were before she pulled back, "Scusami..." She climbed out of her bed, feeling a little silly and wishing she had pajama pants. She rifled through her drawer and pulled out some clothes, "I... will be right back." She stepped into the bathroom and closed the door behind her. She came back out in a sweater and jeans, her hair off of both of her shoulder, not showing of but not hiding either. She grabbed a scarf and stared at it in her hands, wrapping it around her fingers. It was a thicker scarf, warmer than the small silk ones she had been wearing in September. She turned and looked at Sebastian, "I did not expect it to get so cold here... And it is only going to get colder," She shivered a little at the thought before she wrapped the scarf around her neck. She looked at Sebastian, "We... can go to the forest... Get away from people... If that makes... this better... I do not mind if you... see my past... There is not much left to hide from you...." She began fiddling with the bracelet again and looked at him, smirking slightly, "No alcohol though... okay?" ~ Gunner got changed as Anna stole his shower. He just put on a pair of jeans and a button up that he decided that Anna was going to have to do up. As easy as it had been to pull on, far easier than a t-shirt, buttons weren't something he really wanted to get frustrated about doing, the one button on his jeans had been enough. He walked over to the door when Niya knocked and thanked her for dropping off the clothes before the girl excused herself to go be with Jordan. He tossed the clothes on his bed and waited. He grabbed the clothes that Niya had dropped off for Anna when he heard her call and ask if they'd come, "Ya," He jumped to his feet and walked over to the door. He hesitated a moment before opening it, his eyes closed tightly, "Nice floral underwear," He held them out to her before pulling them away, "Am I going to get something for this? You know that most babysitters get paid." He stepped forward his eyes still closed and stopped in front of Anna. He placed her clothes on the sink counter and wrapped his good arm around her waist and pulled her into a kiss before releasing her, "I'll leave you to get changed," He said with a smirk before turning and leaving the small room and closing the door behind him. When he opened his eyes again, he was pretty amazed with himself, his sense of surrounding was getting much better even if it was a small room, he had managed to kiss Anna's lips with his eyes closed, that was cause for celebration. He sat back down on his bed and called to Anna, "Hurry up in there though, I'd like to go to the infirmary this week, Ross.... And I need you to do up my shirt!"