Grant let out a loud yawn as he walked the halls, clearly still sleepy. A lot had happened last night with a lot to think about, but his sleepiness was more credit to his not being a morning person. He roamed the halls, only stopping at a rather curious sight. Emiri had exited the guestroom, though the way she walked was...off. She swayed this way and that, almost as if zigzagging, though he found himself suppressing a laugh as she would turn too soon and bump into the corner of the wall. She let out a yelp, toppling over, though she seemed to have decided to stay on the ground, letting out a small groan. Taking pity, he walked over, kneeling down. "[color=darkorchid]A little too early for alcohol, don't you think?[/color]" He asked, unable to hide his smile.

"[color=pink]I'm not drunk,[/color]" Her muffled response came as she pressed her cheek against the floor. "[color=pink]It's nice and cool...[/color]"

"[color=darkorchid]Come on, up you go,[/color]" He said as he would help her to her feet. He brushed some dirt on her shoulder and smiled. "[color=darkorchid]Let's go have breakfast.[/color]" He began to walk, and she followed suit, though he noticed she left behind one of her sandals. Now that he was actually looking at her, it looked more like a child trying to dress themselves. He stopped, only for her to walk right into him. "[color=darkorchid]...everything alright, there?[/color]"

"[color=pink]Huh? Oh, yeah, I think I caught a cold from being outside last night,[/color]" She explained, nodding. "[color=pink]I forgot how chilly it gets. I think I'll probably be fine after I eat.[/color]"

For some reason, he doubted it. Nonetheless they walked to the hall, Grant stepping over the fallen Jaakuna and managing to pull Emiri out of the path before she would walk into the wall again. The brunette saluted him in thanks, staggering over to a chair, though as soon as she sat down, she threw her head back, staring up at the ceiling. "[color=pink]This chair feels nice and cold...[/color]" She muttered happily.

Nadeline eyed Emiri for a moment, though she would turn her attention back to Wesley. "[color=coral]Of course it is, now that we're back together,[/color]" She stated cheerfully, though that happiness would turn into annoyance as Lorenzo would start stealing from her plate. She smacked his hand, though she got the hint, deciding to serve him. He grinned at her, batting his eyelashes in appreciation, and would immediately begin to scarf down his food. She rolled his eyes, turning back to Wesley. "[color=coral]If your limbs need it, I'd be happy to help you heal, Wesley.[/color]"

"[color=gray]The only kind of healing he needs would be the physical kind, if you know what I mean,[/color]" Keiran stated, earning him a laugh from Emiri. 

Grant nearly choked on his drink, though he managed not to spit it out. Lorenzo, on the other hand, did a spit take, showering Grant (much to his displeasure). "[color=darkorange]Oi, oi, oi, that's my precious little girl you're talking about![/color]" He yelled, pointing a finger at him.

"[color=gray]Your engaged-to-be-married 'girl'. Although, she's not so much a girl as she is a woman,[/color]" He pointed out rather seriously. "[color=gray]Besides, the duty of the Queen is to provide heirs, no? The sooner the better?[/color]"

If Nadeline didn't like Keiran before, she certainly made her distaste of him more than obvious now. Her father burst into tears, throwing his hands up. "[color=darkorange]I'm too young to be a grandfather! Why would you do this to me, my only child of mine![/color]"

"[color=coral]Dear gods...Father, we talked about this, why are you getting so emotional?[/color]" Nadeline tried to reason with him, though any hope of that went out the window as he threw his head onto her lap, bawling. She patted his head gently, though she threw a death glare at Emiri. "[color=coral]Control him, will you?![/color]"

"[color=pink]That one was kind of my bad. I was thinking it...and he said it,[/color]" Emiri admitted, a small giggle escaping her, though it was following by a groan as she sunk into her seat. 

"[color=darkorchid]Emiri, I don't think you have a simple cold,[/color]" Grant couldn't help but point out.

"[color=pink]I'm fine,[/color]" She insisted as she looked at Grant, her cheeks flushed. "[color=pink]The room is only spinning a little.[/color]"

"[color=coral]You're missing a shoe and your shirt is on backwards. You're not fine,[/color]" Nadeline gave Jaakuna a look. "[color=coral]Jaakuna, why didn't you make sure she stayed in bed? She's halfway delusional at this point,[/color]" She stated, pushing her father off of her as she would walk over to the brunette. Lorenzo blinked a few times, a suspicious look on his face as he looked at Keiran. Nadeline placed her hand on Emiri's forehead for a few seconds, shaking her head. "[color=coral]Go back to your room, you've got quite the fever.[/color]"

"[color=pink]Nooo...[/color]" Emiri protested, though she let out a yawn. "[color=pink]I'm hungryyy...feed me, Naddie...pleeeeeaaaase...[/color]"

She was surrounded by idiots. Silencing Grant's snickering with a glare, she let out a huff, her hands on her hips. She wanted to take care of Wesley, so why was she stuck babysitting everyone else?! She felt like she was surrounded by children.