Well, then.

[color=bc8dbf][b]"That...wasn't supposed to happen. Kivvy, how much did you give him?!"[/b][/color] Jenna scolded, frowning towards the cat.

In response, the cat lifted its paws up in front of it, as if it would provide some shielding from her gaze. [color=a2d39c][b]"I-I didn't even think it was that much! I'm sorry, Jenna - don't look at me like that, please."[/b][/color] It whined a sad meow, walking over towards her and rubbing at her legs in an attempt to gain forgiveness. A soft sigh left Jenna's lips before she turned to Sara. Oh, man..

It all happened so quickly. One moment, Rasteva was biting Kivash, and then before she could process it, they were already back into the raven and disappeared quickly from sight. Sara frowned. This...was her fault. [color=f6989d][b]"I should have never agreed to have a practice fight so early...It was a poor call of judgement on my part.."[/b][/color] Her hand rubbed at her arm. [color=f6989d][b]"I...appreciate you trying to help us, but we aren't going to be able to accept any further help unless we get our act together."[/b][/color] The young woman laughed lightly, very aware that it wasn't funny at all that Rasteva had just left without a word. 

[color=bc8dbf]"Sara, I-"[/color] Jenna moved forward, hand outstretched to take Sara's shoulder.

[color=f6989d][b]"No, no. I-I'm fine. Seriously. It's not your fault. Or Kivash's. It's something much more personal than what happened just now. I'm...going to head home for now. Thank you, for trying. If I have any other questions, I'll call you, alright? It's not your fault."[/b][/color] After embracing the young woman for a few moments, she let herself out, making her way back with the help of her GPS on her phone. Unable to remember the exact way they took here from the coffee shop, it took her a little while to actually arrive. Once the coffee shop came into view, she pocketed her phone, and made her way back into her dorm. Her usual routine of the elevator, hallway, and locking the door behind her commenced, and she moved to put another frozen pizza in the oven. 

Her whole body felt heavy with guilt. She was supposed to be helping Rasteva get closer to gaining their old body back...and she couldn't even make the responsible call to wait on battle. Twenty minutes went by and she took the pizza into her room this time, pulling back the curtains and opening the window only slightly to let the cool air into the bedroom. Beginning to eat her lunch, she stared out at the sky, wondering if Rasteva actually hated her. They were registered as her Daemon, but if they had disowned her there wasn't too much she could do about it. Glancing at the papers Jenna had given her, she pushed them aside. If they hadn't returned by morning, she would simply to them a favor and unregister them. Maybe they could find someone more...inclined to fight.