Minerva
"Just hold me. Please."

*The treton holds onto him even more tightly, shaking and sobbing. It seems that at least for now, she's lost the drive to kill, like a declawed kitten. Only the trauma was on her mind right now.*

"You're the only person I can trust right now, Horace."
Marie
"Of course..."
*Horace says, holding Yakaiyo equally as tight.*
"I'm sorry it's come down to that... Come on, let's get you somewhere warm. We'll hug it out there."

*The elf says, glancing back out to the street. There was bound to be an inn somewhere wasn't there?*
Minerva
"Thank you..."

*Wiping her tears away, Yakaiyo looks around. Maybe another shop this time? There were still a decent number of elves around in the, but Yakaiyo's disguise would be able to hide her.*

*Outside the alley would be a convenient inn, one of many for a busy place like Silnaria.*

"Maybe there?"
Marie
"Should work... Come on, sooner we're in, less likely there is for something to happen."
*Horace says, quickly ushering Yakaiyo along with a hand gently placed around her back.*
Bertha
Dunno if you want some conflict along the way or not
Minerva
*The cashier at the table would notice that the pair weren't quite high elves, and would stare at them as if they were demons as they went to their room, muttering under his breath. Once in their room though, there was privacy to talk.*

*Yakaiyo collapses on the bed, breathing hard.*

"You know, it's not every day I sleep in a bed like this, even a crappy one."
Marie
"Beds are a luxury to people like us... The amount of times I've slept in some kinda filth... I've stopped counting. Thankfully showers are easy to come by."

*The elf says, dressing down lightly, now in the comfort of his own home. Pulling off his cloak and setting it on the side table. Slowly taking off his boots and other equipment.*

*A hesitant moment as he reaches to his face, clawing off a magical haze that seemed to make up his face. Magic was always so stuffy, especially optical illusions. Though if he wanted to look... Well, somewhat normal, he had to rely on Sutekina's magic.*

"Do I dare ask what you've been up to?"
Bertha
Wanna get as much progress I can this night
Minerva
"Huh, you actually have equipment?"

*Yakaiyo tosses her sandals next to Horace's boots as the magic dissipates from her, revealing her true face. A dead yet sorrowful expression takes place, looking up at the ceiling.*

"It's... The same as always. But at least I kill them quickly."

"I've also been hearing voices. My family, calling for blood. I don't know what they would have wanted, but it doesn't feel like them, yet I listen all the same."
Marie
"It helps, perks of being a thief is I didn't pay for most of it. I-... See..."

*An eerie silence seemed to take hold as Yakaiyo explained herself. This was above Horace s understanding, that much was obvious.*

"Why...?"

*Of course, Horace didn't really want to know... But what more could he say? Cool, thanks for sharing? Blow off this terrible thing...? He sighs, standing from the bed and double checking the lock. Same for the windows and the like.*
Minerva
"Ha, why am I even saying this? It won't help anything?"

*Yakaiyo stands up, embracing Horace and kissing him on the cheek.*

"Thank you for being here for me. Even if it's only for listening."
Marie
*Horace hugs the Trenton back, wincing slightly at the kiss.*

"No problem... It's the least I could do, as a friend."

*He tries to give a warm smile, weakened by the circumstances. He lets Yakaiyo go, plopping back down on the bed. Thinking for a moment as he glances at the door.*

"Hm... How about I get some food? At the least a drink or two. Some warm food might help."
Minerva
"That'd be nice, thank you. Maybe a couple more drinks."

*Yakaiyo begins to fill a nearby tub full of water, and gets a soap bar, taking Horace's cloak and beginning to wash it.*

"I'm going to clean up some of our stuff while I wait. I know it'll get dirty again, but one can really appreciate having fresh clothes after being like this for so long."
Marie
"Oh? Thanks... That thing was getting Abit gross anyways, I appreciate it."

*Horace says with a brief smile before walking to the door. Waving Yakaiyo off before he opens it, heading down to the first floor of the building. Quiet awhile of time would pass before Horace comes back up again. Now with a tray containing two bowls of creamy soup and a bottle of chilled wine, champion glasses in hand.*

"Hello?"
Minerva
*On a hanging wire rack would be a set of wet clothes drying neatly, with Yakaiyo in fresh robes. Unlike her black ones, these were a simple white, contrasting greatly with her typical attire.*

"I'm right here. Shall we eat?"

*Yakaiyo takes the chilled wine and the glasses, elegantly pouring them as if she's done this a thousand times.*
Marie
*Horace seemed to stare for a few moments. Struck by the contrast of her new clothing compared to her usual look.*

"Sure... I gotta say, it's abit weird seeing you in clothing that's not completely black. You look good though."

*Horace says, placing the tray of steamy hot food on a table in the corner of the room. Placing each portion before the chair before taking a seat himself.*

"This is... Awfully relaxing. When's the last time I got to sit down and enjoy a meal with someone, I cannot remember..."
Minerva
"I have to say, it's indeed a nice change. It almost makes me feel... Peaceful. Almost."

*A rare smile forms on Yakaiyo's face as she sits down to eat before rapidly downing a glass of the champagne.*

"Finally a time to rest. Even for just a little bit. I'm glad that you're my friend, Horace. Really."