Sinala giggled and blusehs back, kissing Ikaria as they snuggled. "What did you have in mind the dear?"<br/><br/>----<br/><br/>Meanwhile in athe cafeteria he not has go some breakfast before he, half absent mindedly, created a fireball in his hands, it stayed there a few seconds before turning in a small bird, still made out of flames. Standing in the palm of his hand.