Ivy chews her lip. “Quit your whining. What if we were out there? Hmm? Would you want someone invading on your private conversations with me? Oh... I really want to listen..” With a sigh, she pushes him on the bed and leans in close. “I need you to distract me.” The urgency of her voice sets her eyes aflame. 

Winter frowns at Arty. “I pulled this out of the duat... it’s Bast’s..” She sighs, shaking her aching head. “Sorry, Kerian. Looks like I can’t talk right now,” she says hurriedly as Arty pulls her into her room. When Arty asks Winter what’s going on, Winter fishes in her pocket with a sigh. She pulls out a silver wing with a princess cut diamond. She stares at it. “I-I thought I loved him, but... I don’t. Not really. It was just what was easy. It seemed to be the biggest way to say that I’d gotten over what happened four years ago. Over being disowned, over watching my friends wipe other the memories from the ones they love, who are also my friends.” She swallows thickly. “Over Arthur.” Tears start to form in her eyes.