Dianne smiles at him, his nimble hands coming in useful. She finished her work early with the help and sat back in her chair. She offered over a claw to Shawn to let him rest on her.<br/><br/>Seliene followed silently, not wanting the guard to start bringing her problems her way. She stopped when she did and looked over to the lugia. The lugia seemed to be much nicer outwardly than the guard, who may be nicer on her good days, or may just always be having bad days. Seliene smiles at the lugia, thinking she was free to walk over, "So, you must be my 'cell' then? At least I won't get lonely, and it's not solitary confinement." She smiled again, seeming to be a bit nicer in herself.