Liliane glanced up when Tetramis came in and closed the door.  She was surprised, but she didnâ€™t protest- her mom would be fine, surely.  She nodded in response to the first question.  â€œSo far, everythingâ€™s here,â€ she said as she turned away from her bags.  â€œWere there some forms that needed to be filled out?â€<br/><br/>"Is there something on your mind?"  Liliane didnâ€™t answer immediately, weighing the several responses she could give as she tossed a book idly in her hands.<br/><br/>â€œShould there not be something on my mind?â€ she asked mischievously, pausing for a moment before continuing.  â€œItâ€™s just a lot to take in.  A lot ofâ€¦stuff I didnâ€™t know.â€<span style="font-style: italic">Like about my father</span>â€¦she forced herself away from that thought with a shudder, remembering the blood sparkling in the moonlight.  Speaking of bloodâ€¦she glanced down at her shirt.  It was hard to see against the dark t-shirt, but there was blood splotched across her shirt and streaks of it on her arms, from her mother.  She wiped it off of her skin with a grimace, using a spare shirt from her bags.<span style="font-style: italic"> I really hope this isnâ€™t momâ€™sâ€¦</span>she thought.