[color=ec008c]"To be perfectly honest, I was in bed deciding whether to stay tucked in or come down and join you magnificent people. I mean, it was a really tough decision for me, so that's why we're late."[/color]

Matija smiles at Amy’s words and took it as a challenge. She could not seem to remember if the previously visionless woman was this interesting. Then again she only remembers her as some lass that could barely walk around without stumbling on anything along the way. The Mecorian started walking towards the coffee maker just as Amy finished talking though it was more of a thoughtful saunter than an aversive move from the situation. While Matija made herself a new cup of coffee, she would also casually and cheerfully respond to the blonde girl’s words. [color=burlywood]“Guess I’d feel the same if I had some... [i]special breakfast[/i] in bed too. Hope it was steamin’ cuz this breakfast is... [i]proobably[/i] not as hot anymore.”[/color] The Siren would turn around, still smiling teasingly, and stir her coffee while her eyes studied Amy; an easy feat to hide when you don’t have visible irises or pupils for others to watch for. [color=burlywood]”But hey, that’s just me,”[/color] she would end as she shrugs before testing the heat of the coffee with a small blow and a sip.