Veronika's comment about the 'lover's spat' made Helena's smile widen considerably. Accusing two people for caring a little more about each other never seemed to get old.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"I highly doubt that's the case. Jayce is just, worried I guess. He feels like he's in charge of us all or something just because this is his house." he paused for a moment, staring at the carpet, "Or rather he probably thinks of us as house guests and wants to be the perfect host, under the circumstances. He may be too afraid to even think about a relationship with another species,"</span>Crake commented.<br/><br/>Helena mulled this over in her mind. "Well, he shouldn't think of us as guests. After all, how big is the chance for any of us leaving? I know that I can't." She absentmindedly started to comb through her hair with increasing vigor, causing the air around her to flitter ever so slightly. She suspected the others would never know the annoyance of looking exactly the same forever. She couldn't even change her hairdo, for crying out loud! It was barely a problem, but her vanity made her loathe this simple fact.<br/><br/>She turned her head towards Veronika. "We were just discussing how Jayce has an unfortunate tendency to avoid us monsters," she said in a nonchalant voice, trying to give off the air that she didn't care for the owner of the house at all. "I vote for barging into his room and forcing him to interact with us. He barely comes out of his room for more than a few hours."