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[color=f6989d]"What,"[/color] Lyssa tilted her head slightly, giving Iraivs a quizzical look. [color=f6989d]"Did I mean by what?"[/color] She innocently questioned. If she was doing that on purpose, It was impossible to tell, but it did seem she was thinking quite a bit about Iravis' question. Thankfully, it seemed she understood fairly fast enough and quickly answered.

[color=f6989d]"Ah! Well, what do you think?~"[/color] She smiled, which was probably not helping the misunderstanding here. [color=f6989d]"For starters your warm! Which means since we're sleeping together,"[/color] She seemed to emphasize that phrase just a bit. with a little giggle. [color=f6989d]"I'll never be cold! I wasn't lying when you said you'd make a good pillow! Now that I mention it, you were kinda soft too...so a really comfortable snugly pillow!~"[/color]

It would have been difficult to tell if there were any underlying meaning in her words. For one, they seemed genuine, but at the same time also quite suggestive of something else.

[color=f6989d]"Why?"[/color] She questioned Iravis, a slight frown forming. [color=f6989d]"Ah! D-don't tell me you already let someone use you as a pillow!"[/color] She gasped, appearing a bit shocked at the sheer notion of it. [color=f6989d]"Ah! That's no good. Where else am I going to find a warm comfortable pillow aaaat...."[/color]

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So...like some sort of psychological coping mechanism then? Thats what this Elise was? She frowned. Shouldn't she see about getting help for that or something? Not like it was really any of her business, but...that seemed like the smart thing to do anyways. That wasn't important though. Emi was being abused? A small flare of anger showed very briefly on her face before returning to its normal cool gaze. While she didn't know the details, and probably didn't, she had never had much of a good childhood either. She wasn't really abused, but...well, she was pretty sure her parents didn't even know she existed.

[color=662d91]"Well...uh, alright."[/color] She simply replied still a bit unsure about how to even approach this. [color=662d91]"Well I don't hate Emi, but I don't like her either."[/color] She gave a small, somewhat smug seeming smile. "[color=662d91]But I don't like anyone, so don't take it personally."[/color] That was about all she had to say on the matter. Well, kind of. She left out the fact that she thought Emi was still adorable, but that was for another time.

[color=662d91]"The Magus games, though? A series of events, and that's all I can really tell."[/color] She replied, folding her arms across her chest. [color=662d91]"Might be a tournament, might not be. With the Director, it's difficult to tell what it's going to be probably and it'll probably be different than last year. But we'll find out soon enough. I, simply want class to start already so I can get some relative quiet from this stupid chaos."[/color]