Emory looked to Prometheus when he spoke, explaining that the slumber was most likely because of magic, some spell Wednesday had cast on himself. He also thought that this young elf was the one who had saved him and brought him to this time. Did he really have that kind of power? She guessed he must, if Prometheus thought that was the case. He seemed to know him well, after all. There was also the fact that he had wanted to come here after examining the place he had fallen. Perhaps something he had felt had led him to believe that Wednesday had been the one to send him here, across time, to save him from the same fate the other elves had faced. She wondered, then, if he had brought others?<br/><br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">Well, then. He sounds like he must be a really nice person, to protect his friend like that. I'd very much like to meet him, and thank him</span>." she spoke gently, smiling as she did. She didn't explain why she wanted to thank him, although she knew the reason. That would have to wait, of course, but she made a mental note of this, for another time. As he picked the young elf up, motioning for her to follow as he left the room, she followed him, heading down the stairs to a room resembling a living room.<br/><br/>He put him down on what she thought was probably a couch of sorts, then got a blanket out of a basket and used it to cover him, brushing some hair from his face and sighing. She just stood there, watching quietly, thinking that he really was a good friend. Hard to get to know, perhaps, but a good friend. Her eyes were gentle and understanding as she watched him and then listened as he explained that he wanted to stay, he wanted to be there for Wednesday as she had been for him. There was no need for him to explain himself, of course. She understood completely.<br/><br/>She tilted her head just a little when he looked away from her, staring at the ground and scratching his cheek in a nervous manner. She smiled sweetly, somehow managing not to comment on how adorable he looked right then. After a moment he spoke up and asked if she wanted to stay, saying he would show her the way if she wanted to leave, but she was welcome here, too. That made her somehow happy. Perhaps it didn't matter to him if she stayed or went, but she was happy to at least have the option to stay<br/><br/>Her ruby eyes met his when he looked up, giving her a half smile, his emerald eyes shining as he did. She swallowed back her temptation to once again comment on his smile, or how cute it was. Not that he wasn't cute anyways, but she definitely preferred it when he smiled. She felt like her cheeks were probably just a little pink, but she nodded and smiled nonetheless. "<span style="font-style: italic">I would like to stay, if that's okay.</span>" she replied gently, almost timidly. Yet it was clear in her eyes that this was what she wanted. She didn't need to think about it.<br/><br/>In that moment, she wanted nothing more than to stay here with him, to learn more about this place and, she hoped, more about him. Besides, she wanted to make sure that Wednesday woke up, too. She may not know him, he may not be a close friend to her like he was to Prometheus, but it was in her nature to care. At any rate, she felt like she shouldn't leave yet. She still wanted to learn about Prometheus, to make sure he would be okay. Even if there wasn't much she could do, she would still do anything in her power to help him. Why? She didn't know. But she felt close to him, for some reason.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">Alright. Tell me what I need to know, and what I need to be careful about and I will do my best.</span>" She replied, smiling. She then nodded when he said he could show her around, if she wanted. "<span style="font-style: italic">I would like that, very much.</span>" She replied, obviously happy about the possibility. Why wouldn't she be? She was fascinated by this place, including the house they were in. She'd love to learn more about it. More than that, she'd love to learn more about him, but she thought that, perhaps, it was best to hold off on asking anything personal for now. She didn't think he was quite ready to open up to her that much. For now, she would settle for a tour, for learning about this place.