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[ after albert and brianna declared their plans to go out on a date for the rest of the evening, she took it upon herself to personally watch lyssa until they returned home, despite her former plans with her boyfriend. it's with that change (and realization of what she did at the very last moment) that she calls up caleb to tell him the news, sounding disappointed until she ~~gleefully~~ casually suggested that he come over to help. after some convincing that yes, albert won't be here and yes, she'll wait for him by the door, is done and over with, she happily skips down the stairs after telling lyssa's personal ~~ninja~~ butler that she'll be back shortly.

plops down on the second to last step of the stairs while happily swaying and humming to herself, her eyes planted on the doorway to wait for caleb to enter. ]

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< Being helpful! SAVE stuff. . . and then I like to learn, read, and listen to classical music. >

< Did you learn most of what you know from Hilda? >

Ja! < But my old team also helped a lot. >

< That's really cool... > [ gets a little more comfortable in his hold. ] < I always wondered how other teams operated. I only had mine and sometimes Jessie's team to go off of, but I guess it's different everywhere. >

[ props his chin against her, blinking a bit to clear his vision (what he has of it). ]

< Yes, I think so too. But a team is a family, so I think it's natural! Every family is different. Different mothers and fathers and siblings. . . >

[ blinks as well, tilting her head slightly when she thinks she feels caleb's body resting on her a little bit more than usual. and thus: ]

< I know. Anyway, you sound really tired... do you want to head to bed? >

[ noses at some of the strands of her hair that's sticking up in front of his face. ]

< Is Nathan-ee-ah tired too? >

[ lifts one of his hands up to kiss the back of it. ]

< A little bit, yes. >

[ nudges her head up a bit so that he can kiss her forehead. ]

< I can wait until you're more tired. I don't mind waiting because I can talk to Nathan-ee-ah. >

[ nuzzles the side of his face. ]

< We can talk in bed, too, you know. >

[ seems to think about the logic in this statement, then slowly peels himself away to sit up. ]

< That's a very good point! Can we do that? >

< Of course we can! > [ slips to the edge of the couch, reaching down to pick up her glass of milk. ] < Do you want to change while I finish this? >

[ gets to his feet & stretches a bit. ]

Ja! < But please take your time! Milk is delicious, so it should be enjoyed! > [ & then he's off, walking toward his room to change into more comfortable sleep wear. ]

[ shakes her head and chuckles at his back, tipping the glass to take a long gulp of it. taps her fingers on the cup as she stares down at it, almost in thought... then pouts, sipping at it some more before switching back to english so she can properly voice the one thought on her mind at the moment: ]

You'd better not be living a lie, milk. I know where you live.

[ siiiip. ]

[ while that's going on in the living room, he's throwing on his comfortable shirt & pants. the only thing that takes some amount of time is the folding of his other clothes. after putting those away in his closet, he glances around to make sure there isn't any more offensive messes lying around in his room before padding back out to the living room. ]

< Ta-da! I'm done too! >

[ drinks down the last of her milk the moment he comes into view, raising her empty glass up high. ]

< Victory is ours! >

[ throws up both his arms in the air. ]

< Yes!! We both did good! >

[ stands up and quickly goes to rinse out her cup, placing it in the sink before trotting back on over to caleb to give him a hug. peeks up at him. ]

< Ready, superdog? >

[ gives her another hug. ]

< I am always ready! Whenever Nathan-ee-ah is! >

< Then let's go conquer that bed! >

[ ... is what she says, but in reality she's removing herself from caleb to take a running start towards the bedroom. flings herself onto the bed, landing face-first into a pillow that she then hugs to her chest when flipping to lay on her back. ]

[ yaps on after her, running into the doorway of his room as a result. yelps & reels back, clamping both hands over his face. blinks away the involuntary tear of pain (from his good eye) as he follows nathania toward the bed at a slower pace. ]

[ ...

sits up after he comes completely into view, lifting her arms up towards him. ]

< Aw, are you okay? >

[ settles at the edge of his bed. his voice is a little stuffed sounding: ]

< I'm okay! I don't think it's bleeding. . . but I think I will have a purple nose tomorrow. >

[ wraps her arms around him anyway, rubbing his back in a soothing manner. ]

< And it'll be the cutest purple nose ever. >

[ leans back into her hold, bending his neck to press his forehead against her neck. lets out a content sigh. ]

< Maybe. . . but it'll be okay! As long as Nathan-ee-ah still likes me. >