Delilah smiled widely and as she walked, there was a slight bounce to her step.<br/><br/>"Well, great!" she said, sweetly, turning to look up at Ilariy. Within a few minutes, they'd reached her house; a tiny house for a tiny person. It was only her and her mother and father, after all. It had a small strip of lawn in the front, and a decent garden in the back, which is tremendously colourful in the daylight; her mother's pride and joy. In the dark, the colours were desaturated and the whole place was covered in shadows.<br/><br/>"You want to come inside?" she asked. "My parents are out. Date night. I could help with your bruises now, if you want. Unless you have somewhere to be...?"