[color=00a651][h3]Meirin Kurenai[/h3][/color]

[color=00a651]"Well... I can't say I know how the monastery kept their supplies. We ate a lot of vegetables, so I know we had a garden. But there were lean periods, but I was taught they were for mental discipline... In hindsight we may have had a food shortage at some points."[/color] Meirin started to wonder more about her home. Now that the topic was shifted to it she realized that despite living there for most of her life, she didn't really know a lot about how it worked behind the scenes. She was only aware of the things that directly involved her, such as lessons and work. [color=00a651]"Well, I wouldn't worry too much about food. We do keep some meat for special occasions, and I'm certain that they'll be more than glad to cook some for you when we go visit. You'll be a guest after all, and we are nothing if not courteous to guest."[/color] Meirin said with a false air of nobility near the end. She was being honest though: they will be willing to cook something with meat for Ssarak if only because he was a guest, and not just because Meirin asked them too.

As she was considering looking for another stand to attend Meirin spotted Lyn in the corner of her eye. Ever since they returned from the caravan mission Meirin actually hasn't gotten a lot of time to see the little girl. If Meirin wasn't in class, Lyn was being taken care of by her parents or Alaira. Meirin had mixed feelings about the half-elf, so she left her alone during those private moments. But Meirin didn't see Alaira anywhere, so she stood up with her pumpkin. [color=00a651]"I think I saw Lyn. We should say hi!"[/color]

Meirin tracked down Lyn, which was when she realized that Lyn was also with Tyrael. Meirin had an even more mixed amount of feeling with Tyrael than she did with Alaira. At least with Alaira Meirin thinks she could find it within herself to forgive and befriend her. But with Tyrael... At best, he was a teacher and Meirin was a student, so she respected his authority. But otherwise she wants nothing to do with the demon. Even when she brought his weapons, she did her best to be professional and leave as soon as possible. Being a demon was bad enough; but Meirin knew that Tyrael willingly gave up his mortality to become one. What would drive him to do something like that? To stripe away his very humanity to become a monster? In a way people like Tyrael were worse than demons: at least demons were born bad. Tyrael chose to be.

Still Meirin wasn't going to be scared off by him. She wanted to spend time with Lyn too, and if she had to tolerate his presence than she'll just have to deal with it. Though Meirin was wondering how to approach them when she saw the two heading towards a puppet show. Not really something that interested Meirin so she knew trying to lie about that would be pointless. It would be best if she was honest and just said she wanted to spend time with her. Getting her away from Tyrael was going to be the real challenge. [color=00a651][i]"I won't lose!"[/i][/color]

As it looked like a new puppet show was about to start Meirin approached Lyn and Tyrael quietly. Because she was sitting high on Tyrael's shoulders Meirin had to stand on her toes to reach up, putting her finger right next to Lyn's cheek. [color=00a651]"Lyn!"[/color] When Lyn turns her head around, her cheek would run right into Meirin's finger. [color=00a651]"Boop!"[/color] Settling down Meirin looked at Lyn and Tyrael, bowing her head politely. [color=00a651]"Good afternoon, Professor Tyrael, Lyn. How are you two doing?"[/color] Meirin also noticed Lyn holding onto some sort of rune. She guessed it was a prize from the festival along with the bag of candy, which looked quite silly on Tyrael's head. Despite his usually intimating presence, he looked somewhat less fearsome in his tight fitting armor, with a little girl on his shoulders and a bag of sweets for a hat.