[color=a187be][h3][center]~Livia~[/center][/h3][/color]

[color=a187be]"You fought a dragon? A certain lightning dragon, I presume?"[/color] Livia stopped walking, turning to face Maoin with obvious hostility. [color=a187be]"I find that difficult to believe that is an effort to note. If she was serious in a fight, you'd be nothing more than smoldering [i]ash[/i]."[/color] Livia scoffed dismissively at Maoin's assertion, not buying the obviously false statement.

[color=a187be]"Let me make myself incredibly clear. You going in your current state would only increase the chances of Gwynn getting hurt. Why? Because its potentially [i]extremely dangerous.[/i] I only even considered sending Gwynn because she said she could handle it, and from what I've seen from her martial ability and her magic - she is indeed quite capable. You though? You can hardly defend yourself. You're a pathetic, sorry, excuse for a familiar. All you can do is nag your master until she's annoyed and hardly even think about what she actually wants, but what you [i]assume[/i] would be best for her. Why do you think she wanted to leave home anyways?"[/color] Her words likely stung more than a little, but Livia was never particularly one to mince words. She of course, could also be wrong. After reading a bit about Gwynn and hearing things from her though, she felt like she had a decent grasp of the situation.

[color=a187be]"So let me ask you something. If you did go, and something did go wrong and Gwynn had to chose between saving you and possibly her own death, which do you think she'd chose? I sorely hope you know the answer to that, because if not then you don't deserve Gwynn. She is the type of person to put the welfare of those she cares about above her own. Now if you are quite done, stray, I have an academy to run and I will not be helping you in this matter."[/color]

Livia turned to leave, leaving the kitten standing there once again. This conversation was over as far as she cared, and any further questioning from the cat would likely prove unsuccessful.

[color=a187be]"If you truly want to run after her, I suggest doing some self reflection."[/color]

[h3][center]~Cynthia~[/center][/h3]

Sweet? She had something sweet, at least. With a curt nod, the maid got off the bed and walked over to one of the shelves, retrieving the necessary implements. Silence filled the room as she worked, a bit unsure what to talk about. Small talk was not her forte, though she did want to say something, she just had no idea what. Maybe something about the Yuki-Onna? Typically, asking people about where they were from on her own accord wasn't something she was trained to do. Unless Livia had interest in obtaining that information, she was supposed to keep her mouth shut during such meetings. 

Out of habit, then she simply remained silent until the tea was done and handed some to Mugi as she took a seat on the bed again, giving Mugi a somewhat expectant look.


[h3][Center][color=6ecff6]~Miren~[/color][/center][/h3]

Miren had no idea what a 'Shellagh' was. She didn't care. She only knew that this dog was not letting her go, and that terrified her no matter what the dog said. That said, as of yet she hadn't done anything untoward...she still had all her little bunny bits and hadn't tried to be eaten yet. Perhaps she really did have nothing to be afraid of. Unfortunately for Eith though, she also had a job to do. Which she was currently getting in the way of, and Eith didn't seem too entirely keen on letting her go.

Miren struggled to get out of Eith's hug, but found it somewhat difficult without getting a bit violent. She was not a particularly clever nor strong bunny. Well, usually. Acting mostly on instinct, Miren gave Eith a surprisingly swift, powerful kick right to the Shellagh's shins.