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Nodding and half-bowing gratefully, Marcus stepped out of the living room and to the kitchen to prepare himself and the others some tea. It was true that his throat did hurt from to much talking, and it was starting to give way, so he was glad that she excused him. They deserved it just as much as he did, if not more because of the problems that Tobias and Ravenia had exclusively. He let them speak by themselves, if they even spoke at all. He could not hear them from the nearby kitchen, prepping the tea and pouring a little extra for himself after taking a sip from his own cup. He had prepared white tea for them all, and after taking a sip from his cup, could not help but take another and refill it once more before anyone noticed. Careful movements were reserved for his human hand, even though his mechanical one was just as good and precise. 

With all of the cups and the kettle on the tray, he set out to move back into the living room, where he witnissed Ravenia and Tobias sharing a caring embrace. He was careful to not make any sounds, and stepped back into the kitchin to wait a few minutes before walking back into the living room, hoping that he had given them the space that they needed. Ravenia was a close friend to Marcus, as was Tobias, but the Gate Keeper knew that he wasn't helping the good doctor like he was helping the Mother. He wasn't really good with the whole couples thing, and he had no idea if he could help with their situation, but he was going to be there and help. 

There was still the problem of trying to help her ease her mind. She had connections with the city and the people in it. She felt like she had to be the one to help guard and keep them all safe from the dangers of the outside world, but the reality of the situation was that people like him and Tobias took up their jobs to help in the same way. Tobias, helping people and their medical problems and ensuring that the people of the Paradise Lands were all healthy. Marcus, who commanded the walls and acted as an icon for safety and security with his silent and watching demeanor. There were also the Harpies; the first line of defense for PL. They watched and guarded the city as vigilantly as the Mother herself, and were almost always the first respondents after Ravenia herself. They were all there to help Ravenia in keeping the people of their city safe, and while she did think that all of the weight was on her shoulders, he needed to convey to Tobias that they needed to step up and expand upon their jobs to show her that she wasn't alone in their endeavors. 

The tray of tea in his arms, he looked to Tobias and Ravenia, extending his arms ever so slightly to offer the drinks to them. 

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She followed Tank, listening to him as he expressed that she should not anger Ravenia if she wished to live within the confines of the city. It gave her hope, that maybe this larger fellow saw that she could be an asset of some sort, and would maybe be allowed to live within the city if she played nice. Of course, she would have to go on her own, but that time was not the present. 

She looked at the two guards with a jovial and carefree smile. She was not going to let this ruin her good mood that she put up for herself, and she was not going to let the blankness of the room she was now in bring her down. Of course, she sat where she was directed and had herself seated as far back as she could to let her legs dangle from the end of the bed. She was getting comfy, her rear moving about to dig further into the worn cushioning of the bed until she reached a comfortable position. 

[color=8dc73f]"I'm Cynthia."[/color] She spoke suddenly. [color=8dc73f]"I don't think I got your name, possible Neighbor."[/color]