[sup]"Does talking too much make you tired as well?" Dandy asked them in soft tones. They liked to think of Eilidh as something of a confidant, as ideally they would be unable to keep any secrets from her. "Unless you are too tired to talk right now. I am sorry." [/sup]

[indent]"Well, on the contrary, it doesnae." Eilidh said with a smile, opening her eyes to settle her brittle blue gaze upon Dandelion. "Ah just like tae listen from time to time. There's a lot can be learned with your ears." she clarified with a gentle shrug, the cashmere pyjama sweater slipping over her shoulder with the movement. She took a slow sip with a raised brow as Hana's whirlwind of energy clattered around the room until the weight of her words rattled around Eilidh's so-called harem. "Aye, Hana, ah fuckin' will," she answered politely while mischief curled through the timbre of her voice, tilting her head back with a smile in the Green Lantern's direction - she could tell exactly where the woman was just by hunting out the trailing flash of neon green. 

Eilidh of course meant no malice, but a woman from Scotland couldn't just leave a remark without a retort - no matter how innocent it too, was intended. Her mother raised her better. [i]Her brother even more so. [/i]

She returned the cup to her lips with a satisfied smirk. "[b][i]Evenin'[/i][/b] Johnny," she spoke aloud having heard the man shuffle through the fridge. Emphasis on the evening. He'd be the coffee, then.[/indent]