Nyx stayed long enough before leaving to fetch Deimia's order to give some choice replies. It appeared her earlier choice of words caused a misunderstanding (not that the she-dragon noticed that, absorbed in herself as she was.).<span style="color: red"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">"Few guards would bother to stop Sleepyhugs, and I don't think she tries to snuggle up with anyone who takes issue with it. She's not that dumb."</span></span>Apparently, Sleepyhugs was yet another of Nyx's nicknames, one of the least creative so far. The dragongirl's reaction to Deimia next jab hinted why the nickname was so weak. At Deimia calling out on Nyx not being visited like the warped woman, the dragon's cheeks turned red and she flicked her wings indignantly, but the force and speed of her words made them sound like a coverup to Nyx's real thoughts.<span style="color: red"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">"I am -not- some animal huddling together under the blanket for warmth like you apes! Her staying away has nothing to do with my appearance!"</span></span><br/><br/>Her agitated pace gave Nyx irritation-born speed, and Keiga only caught up with the black dragongirl when she was already carrying Deimia's fruit bowl back to the woman. During Nyx's three month stint at the guild the black had avoided the silver, with only the occasional glance shared between them. This was their first talk and confrontation, and Nyx's expression of pure disdain gave a clue as to why. Standing between the kitchen and the bar where the people of the counter had trouble hearing and seeing them, Nyx listened to Keiga's words with bared teeth. It was obvious that despite the two of them sharing the dragon's blood, Nyx was no more open to the silver's words, and huffed dismissively once Keiga finished.<br/><br/><span style="color: red"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">"Really, Silver?"</span></span>There was no rude nickname, but the disgust with which Nyx spit out that word was even worse.<span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span style="color: red">"This is not how I should treat a fellow guildmate? Have you forgotten that outside of these walls we're practically gods to these mortals? It's bad enough I have to mingle with these animals, but you want me to pretend they're equal to a dragon? And don't give me the preparing them to help them face threats spiel, I can count the number of people in the guild who have a chance against a lesser demon on <b><i>one hand</i></b>. We couldn't give them anything better than firepowder or they'd blow themselves up! And all that they did with that was making those metal-spitting toys of theirs!" </span></span>The way Nyx waved her arms and spoke made it obvious just how different her and Keiga's ideologies were and how passionate Nyx felt about it. Where Keiga saw the mortal races as slowly growing, Nyx saw them as falling short and underperforming.<br/><br/>The black might've had more to say, but Loivissa speaking up put a stop to that. For a moment, Nyx spread her wings and bared her fangs, looking ready to challenge the mortal that dared to try and command her, but surprisingly the proud dragongirl backed down without another word, moving to deliver the first part of Deimia's meal. Only a sharp whisper to Keiga betraying the lingering irritation and anger she felt, putting on a calm mask for everyone else.<span style="color: red"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">"Maybe it's because you're living amongst these animals that you never got magic, Silver."</span></span>Plastering a fake smile on her face, Nyx presented Deimia the bowl filled with fresh fruits. There were even two peaches in there, the cook had outdone herself with giving Deimia something nice.<span style="color: red"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">"The rest is coming soon, fluffyface (that had to be Nyx's callname for the cook) is working on it."</span></span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>