Ghost sighed, one hand coming up to rest on Plum's shoulder and the other to gently stroke her delicate cheek. "I don't really know, Plum. I don't fully understand, myself. But for now, for tonight...no more questions. No more talking, just...distract me." His face remained impassive but to Plum, who knew him so well, no doubt his blue-green eyes gave him away. It didn't matter to Ghost at that moment. As he'd said, he just wanted to be distracted.<br/><br/>"You make me very happy, Thyme." Brie's soft words made the werecat smile. "I'm glad." He said simply. She bopped him on the nose, causing him to sputter and blink. "Sugar bum? That's a new one." He said, pulling two plates out of the cabinet and preparing them for the pair. Leading his girlfriend to the table, he set the plates down and lit the three candles in the center of the table, then reached for the remote once more to turn their room lights off. "Is the setting to your liking, my lady?" He asked in his best posh butler voice, his nose turned up and with a mock-condescending expression.<br/><br/>Kai awoke groggily, aware that he'd been pushed off the bed but not really caring. He rubbed his eyes and yawned, then spoke. "Mira, look. I'm sorry about last night, with the knife and the feeding you to the werecats thing, and even though I can't really help it, I'm sorry for cuddling up to you in my sleep. But I'm not going to forego my own bed." He stood, yawned again, and turned to make the bed. "Did you sleep well, though? Want some breakfast?" He asked, opening a door on the back wall of his room that led to a small kitchen. He flicked on a light and walked in, the sudden luminescence illuminating his lithe, muscular back along with the crisscross of scars that covered it. The shifter slept without a shirt because he tended to overheat during the night.<br/>"You like eggs?" He called out to Mira.