The smell of food had woken Felix up from his sleep, making his mouth water and stomach growl. Rolling over on the bed he sat up and held his stomach to try to fight off the pain of being so surprisingly hungry. He hasnâ€™t eaten anything since he left the asylum so maybe it was not as surprising as he was making it seem but still. It was nice that food was being prepared, and he knew exactly who it was preparing the meal. How long as it been since he has eaten some of Jasmineâ€™s cooking, he wondered briefly, taking noticed that it smelled an awful lot like one of his favorites. It brought tears to his eyes knowing that she still remembered what he liked and didnâ€™t like, he really could not have asked for a better sister. A light smile touched his lips as well as he held back the emotions that began to overflow once more.<br/><br/>It was almost strange.<br/><br/>Usually he was not someone who showed a lot of emotions but today had been an emotional day for him. Reuniting with his sister, being granted with a place to live so he wouldnâ€™t have to go back to that horrid asylum, was taking a lot out of him. Part of him was brimming with energy while the other side of him was completely exhausted by everything. Something told him he was going to have to watch himself around the other people who lived in the house, though. From what Jasmine told him they were mean to someone who they should be taking care of because he was sick, which just was not right, meaning they probably wouldnâ€™t hesitate to be mean to him as well. That woman has already given him a pleasant â€˜welcome to our humble home.â€™ He has not met anyone else but he had a feeling that they were all the same here and that Jasmine was the only thing that could comfort him.<br/><br/>He was also very curious about Laveen the master of the house, there had to be a way for him to see what was up with him, maybe there was some way he could get into his room. Felix had learned from some inmates at the asylum how to be a good pickpocket; stealing the keys to the room was an option. Mostly it was because he was told to stay away, but there was also something deep down that was telling him that he needed to be there for him. It was kind of the same warmth he felt for his sister but at the same time altogether different. Whatever connection it was he needed to find out, there just had to be a way and he would find it. Maybe there was a more subtle way into the room? This was a big house and all this talk of hidden, secret gardens had him curious.<br/><br/>Right now Felixâ€™s hunger was overriding his curiosity, daring to leave the bedroom and head out to the kitchen. He really needed to get something to eat, his medication also requiring that he ate three times a day like he was supposed to. It was quite unpleasant whenever he took his medication and didnâ€™t eat much that day.