[u][i] –Zivon- [/u] [/i]

Zivon tilted his head and nodded quietly, not much people really like cleaning it seem to upset or bore people but for him it was peace. He would gladly clean up anything from a spilled drink or a pile of dirty dishes he would accept it and clean. He then blushed brightly as Mercy wanted to see some his work, he couldn’t help to cover his face and blush even more. Even more when she said he was a all around fixer which he didn’t know what that means but it still made him blush again and felt really weird. It was weird just hearing those things from a different person than his dad like it was alien to him. His cheeks were flustered and he couldn’t say anything else. "Uh! Ugh...aamm....I c-can mak-e you a b-bear....if y-you don't m-ind" he stuttered out, still feeling embarrassed then as she asked about what he liked to cook, he though for a while. He mostly cooked simple home style cooking but sometimes going a bit out there when reading a recipe book. “U-uh…um… l-lots of t-thing..uhh…a lot...” He stuttered to her, still blushing and rubbing his cheeks from the slight warmth. 

There was clearly some discomfort when Zivon mentioned the word wife to Mercy even though she said to not worry about it but Zivon is all about worrying. He couldn’t help to wonder why the word wife bother her, of course he wouldn’t ask about it if he had any guts to do it but instead to keep quiet. Quiet as meaning of shaking and trembling in place out of nervousness. After that and in the ice cream shop he nodded and listened to Mercy intently even though is focus was…a bit on ice cream. The many flavors reminded him of home so much that he really wanted to eat more but he knew that his stomach wouldn’t take it. After seeing two bowls of peach cobbler ice cream handed to her he look at the treat and nodded. He did not mind eating peach cobbler ice cream first, like before he was feeling rather homesick. He got one of the bowls carefully and grabbed the spoon as well, taking a small scoop of the sweet treat and he started to eat. It was smooth and creamy but had that very sweet and subtle taste of peach, he couldn’t help to smile and eat some more. 

He can’t not be anymore happy…well if his dad was there then he would be thrilled but he was just happy. He once again nodded to her and smile, eating more of the treat. He couldn’t thank Mercy for dealing with his issues, he had to thank everyone who tolerated his emotional breakdowns so Zivon though of a way to thank them. ...Maybe making Bento lunch boxes for them? That seemed like a good idea and they were easy and fun to make. Deciding he would do that in the morning he looked back at Mercy and bowed his head a little. “T-thank…y-you…f-for…yo-ur..k-kindn-ness…” He thanked Mercy and blushed again feeling embarrassed to say that just randomly. 

[u][i] –Cyber- [/u][/i]

Cyber though what next to do, he was not sure he could think of anything else, he looked at his bag and tried to find things to do. There were some consoles, even old ones like a nitendo 64. He shook his head, he didn’t think that Alistair would like to play video games, it seemed a bit unfair like what he though before. “ I got no clue really…um… oh since you said you came from a different place ever heard of human music? Like rock and roll or punk? Because I have some cds we can listen to.” He brought out an old small stereo from the bags of luggage. It wasn’t really old but a bit more… vintage, he put on the floor and plugged it in. [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vALOfXlyX6c] Cyber inserted the cd and clicked play [/url] letting a fun song play.