As Lya ran off, Gwendel's eyes strayed for a moment to follow her. He barely managed to contain the lighthearted laugh that came to him when he realized what she was doing.<span style="font-style: italic">Well I could've done that. Oh well, this way works just as well.</span>The Graecian Neko brought his eyes back to his new acquaintances just in time to hear their responses.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"My name's Kitiara, and he's Makram. We haven't traveled together for a few years now, but that's a long and boring story." She returned his laughter-filled eyes with a wide grin. "It's nice to meet you, and even nicer to know that I'm not the only one with my pedigree." </span><br/><br/>"Yes I noticed," Gwendel smiled. "We seem to have a similar ancestry. So, was it your mother or your father that was the kitty?" he asked playfully, making a pawing motion with one of his hands and swishing his tail.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Makram doesn't socialize much. It might not be obvious, but... That's just the way he is," she finished.</span>Gwendel didn't notice any of the tail-pulling that had transpired, and after a moment Makram spoke,<span style="font-weight: bold">"Sorry, I'm just sensitive about my past, and ashamed of my parentage. If <span style="font-style: italic">anyone</span>," he glanced at Kit for a moment, "speaks of it, it will be <span style="font-style: italic">me</span>!"</span><br/><br/>Gwendel offered a much softer smile at that. "I suppose that's fair," he said. "It isn't like we're required to share those things anyway. Personally, I never really understood what all the fuss was about," he said with a shrug. "People get paranoid about things they don't understand and overreact, and there's not much we can do about it. On a brighter note, I'm excited we're finally getting off this rock. Granted, I wasn't here very long, but I can't help but feel happy about it all the same," he said with a wide smile.<br/><br/>--------------------------<br/><br/>"Oh," Nakutaro said, with something that qualified as a surprised expression to him: his eyebrows raised just a fraction of an inch. "You're probably right-- I didn't even think about that." Well duh. If the water was gone then it would<span style="font-style: italic">really</span>be impossible for him to see any. There was probably some kind of water vaccum, hose, or other machine to help fill the tank back up, but all the same, "I'd rather not help with filling the tank," the boy said pointedly. On the other hand, while others were doing that, there was something else he wanted to get to bring along. The boy waited a moment, long enough for Garridan to give some kind of response, then started walking back to the storage room again.<br/><br/>--------------------------<br/><br/>((mini charrie post:))<br/><br/>As everyone else who'd gathered did whatever, Ikuto grabbed some canned tuna and a bag of beef jerky from the food box and went off to claim a room of his own.