Mera focused on her cutting and sewing, seeming to tune them out at the moment so she could do everything to a certain level of exactness. She finished making all of the cuts on the fabric that was supposed to be Hotaru's cloak and some small vines came out between the cracks in the floor and took the needle she had been using, working on finishing the sewing as Mera started working on the different colors she had gotten for what she was making Mary. She had gotten a second needle out and was holding it between her teeth, her head tilting in different directions as she thought about what exactly she was doing as she made the decisions. All the while the vines continued to work without missing a beat, pulling the seams tight so the cloak wouldn't get pulled apart. 
Hotaru, however, was listening to them intently, feeling a wave of relief hearing that Alari could make a seal for her. On the other hand, Sybil was raging, swearing that nothing they would try would be able to restrain her, insulted by the fact they had the nerve to even dare try such a thing. Hotaru blinked when Alari turned to her, raising a brow when she tried to figure out what he was doing and looked a him like he was crazy when he asked her, "How is that even a question?" she shook her head, appalled at it, "Yes. If there is anyway to keep her under control and help me keep my sanity, I am 100% for it, I don't care what I have to do," She said and Mera stopped for a second as she looked at her.
"And yet, you fight so hard on drinking the one thing that is actually going to keep you alive."
"It wasn't helping, so your argument is kind of not working," Hotaru muttered at her. Mera rolled her eyes before looking back to the different strips of the different colors she had gotten cut out, "What the heck are you making?"
"None of your business," Mera said simply, glancing at the cloak the vines were sewing to see how far along it was, glad to see that it was almost done. 
Hotaru made a face at the fact she was getting told a second time that something was none of her business. She looked back towards Alari, "Why can't it be done before tomorrow morning? She's really loud now that we're talking about this," she muttered, putting her fingers to her temples.
[i]Now you're forcing our hands, to do such a thing! You want to try and lock me up?! WELL! I certainly won't make it EASY![/i]
Hotaru went wide eyed as a ringing filled her ears, unable to hear anything around it and then gripped her head as a splitting pain hit her.

A shadowy figure crept along the streets, having emerged from the alleyway, a black cloak hiding everything about them. It looked around, looking for something. It stopped outside the restaurant where Larel had been eating earlier, spotting a certain female that hadn't decided to show up since before Hotaru had truly been turned. 
She had split from her more responsible counterpart and had picked up the groups trail after the massacre at the last village and had gnu in the direction she had figured they would go next. While in the restaurant, she had learned that Larel had indeed been there, and was now enjoying her meal that she had ordered while questioning the waitress. 
The shadow seeped in to the shadow near the door, slinking along, from shadow to shadow until it reached her. Her defenses were down, her mind unfocused. And she would regret letting herself relax to such an extent as a black cloak came from her shadow and put itself on her, her body freezing as it did. It had happened quickly and quietly, not even alerting the people across the way from her until someone looked over and noticed the sudden cloak on her. 
She put the money on the table as she stood up, the cloak hiding her face as she made her way out of the restaurant. She walked down the road slowly, approaching the inn, stopping outside. She tilted her head before turning to face the crowd lingering around outside, "Understood," she said in a flat voice, drawing her katanas.