Rayne smiled at Eliza and stripped out of her own clothes before digging through her wardrobe to find her own pajamas which she slipped into quickly.<span style="color: #5900b3">“Then we’re both comfortable.”</span>Once changed she pulled her book of songs out of a cabinet and sat down on her bed.<span style="color: #5900b3">“I need a song to sing for Isabelle and I don’t think I’m ready to try writing my own just yet. So if you’re up to it how about I try singing some, um, love songs and you tell me what sounds best?”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #330066">“We’ll just take Frank and Emily with us. They can carry everything and I have access to Ras’ money, we would be fine. Or we can just bring some spare bags and hang them from my spear.”</span>She took a seat and watched Anna work with a smile.<span style="color: #330066">“You’re pretty fucking hot, you know that?”</span><br/><br/>Ras winced like she had just struck him and he looked away from her.<span style="color: #336600">“I… I’m just exploring the possibilities, Jasmine. That’s all. If things don’t work then I will back off and let you live your life. I- Thank you for looking out for me but I’ll be okay. I promise.”</span>He finished his coffee and sighed.<span style="color: #336600">“I don’t blame Ras for throwing that woman down a flight of stairs… Maybe I will too once Ibara doesn’t need her. And I think those assholes in the Temple kitchen are messing with my ingredients knowing that they’re for Ibara’s mother.” </span>For a moment he looked uncharacteristically angry but it was short lived as he dispelled his clone and reformed himself.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>