Celeste was used to chaos in the home. With so many young and talented people, all of whom were learning the truth in their abilities and many other things that they would never have dreamed of....well, there was a learning curve. Celeste's favorite Christopher (though she was not supposed to have favorites) had trouble just as much as the rest.<br/><br/>Certainly he struggled with the physical aspects...and his nose never did quite look the same after it...but Celeste had hoped that with time the seer would have a stronger hold on his powers. Her hope was to work with him to build his strength in producing the visions and better retaining information on the ones that presented themselves. It had not gone all that smoothly, but again...a learning curve.<br/><br/>Had the explosion been an attack, Celeste was<i>mostly</i>confident that Christopher would have known and told her. There, of course, was times when this was not the case. While the room had now cleared of the shadows she'd been working with, the air was still heavy around her when Rhen came in. Piercing blue eyes turned toward the woman sharply, a fury in her eyes rivalled only by hell itself. (And she would know).<br/><br/>Seeing her partner standing before her calmed some of the intensity, though small shadowy wisps still crept around her hands. Slowly, she moved forward toward Rhen and glanced up the stairs. She longed to go up there and wreck havoc, but it was not entirely their fault. Her frustration often needed to be dialed back and calmed by her spouse.<br/><br/>"What in hell were you all getting up to up there?" She raised a brow as their eyes met, though a small smile threatened to show itself on her lips. "You love to test the walls of our house, don't you?" Sometimes just the presence of Rhen in her space relaxed her and as they stood closely together, the shadows faded. "Is everyone okay?"