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A ravenous grin popped on Vashti’s face as Herik suggested that they would, in fact, get the pizza crime. A grin that was quickly smacked off of Vashti’s face as Herik reached over and patted Emily on the hand. She chastised herself for the spike of jealousy. He was only comforting the girl who was concerned for her sister. Vashti was respectful enough to sit still and shut up as the two revealed that someone in their family had been hospitalized. She picked at the table as Herik ordered the food, the initial excitement of having a smorgasbord of garbage to dive into defeated by the talk of real problems. 

[color=darkcyan]“I mean, surely there’s something we can do,”[/color] said Vashti, her eyes brightening. She’d joined the Coven to get help for herself. The thought that the others had joned to help her family just made her feel selfish. Would she go through the trouble to help out a family member? The fact that the answer wasn’t an instant yes made her let out a tiny, regretful sigh. [color=darkcyan]“Not to sound cheesy, but isn’t that the point of the Coven? To help out one another in a time of need?”[/color]

Vashti turned to Emily and gave her a reassuring smile, [color=darkcyan]“I’m sure there’s something we can do! I’m not going to pretend like I know a lot about this stuff”—[/color]she was more familiar with aliens and bigfoots than Apparitions and Extra-Normals—[color=darkcyan]“but what if we tried to track down the Apparition and use it to find a way to reverse your sister’s curse. Like creating an antivenom from the snake that bit you, you know?”[/color]

However, if it was just money that Emily needed, well, Vashti had money. But, like the Leviathan, she was going to keep that to herself for the moment.