The cabin door was locked, but was shortly unlocked afterwards to answer the Vulpari's call. Dawn had appeared before the little Vulpari, not looking like herself. For starters, her face looked a little droopier than usual, which was most likely due to the alcohol.<b>“What’s... going on?”</b>She asked with her eyes blinking.<br/><br/>He thought,<b><span style="color: DarkOrange">"Did I disturb to the two girls at a bad time? It sounded like Dawn just woke up from a nap or something."</span></b>This was all motioned by the shaking of her head, and the pause in her response. Still, it's better to have a tired person turn over his steak than a psychotic person.<br/><br/>Scratching the back of his ears, he thought about how to explain the desperate situation of how he cannot reach his meal,<span style="color: DarkOrange"><b>"It's a little embarrassing, but I was making myself a steak dinner, and I had to heave it onto the area of the smoke stand that I can't even reach."</b></span>He flushed in embarrassment before finishing up.<b><span style="color: DarkOrange">"Can either one of you help me?"</span></b><br/><br/>Donchen's nose began to twitch as he just remembered a familiar smell on these Dawn. That's right Foran had left a big bottle of it next to him before descending into the basement. Okay, now he's almost convinced he disturbed them at a bad time and he wouldn't hold it against them if they refused. Here's hoping his steak dinner doesn't become overcooked by the time he manages to get the help of the other two in the basement.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>