[h2][color=pink]Lyn[/color][/h2]

Lyn nodded and wrapped her arms tightly about Alaira’s neck, bracing herself for the climb up. Her eyes, however, stood wide open to watch the ground slowly grow more distance. She loved heights after all and often, she would climb trees to get that wonderful sense of vertigo that made her giggle and smile. Hanging upside down was rather fun most days she thought idly while Alaira reached the top. Lyn spotted Lucilia within the window, still attached to Alaira like a leech, while waving a small hand with the flower at the vampire sitting at her desk. At Alaira’s shout and tapping on the window, the window was gestured open allowing the pair in. 

Crawling off Alaira as she flopped her feet on the wooden floor, her tongue flickered out to scent the sweet, robust scent she knew was coco. It made her think of one of the students while she moved toward the steaming mug, looking at it than gesturing with her finger to ask if that was for her. She had learned it was better to ask than assume, having gotten into trouble enough times over misunderstandings. 

At seeing the flower held in her fingers, she smiled and remembered why she had come in the first place. The flower was a bit withered from the child’s rough touch but still pretty intact, at least enough to tell Lyn had tried to be gentle with it. 

[color=pink][i]For you.[/i][/color] Lyn gestured from the flower to the teacher, setting it on the desk. Her eyes quickly returned to the hot coco and proceeded to attack it with excitement.