<hr/><div align="center"><strong>~*~ Lee ~*~</strong></div><hr/><br/>Lee smiled nervously as Malak smiled at her, biting her lips afterwards, her caramel eyes scanning him as he answered her question. "I suppose that could be good?" she nervously spoke as her anxious state prompted her to stand up from the couch. She shifted, placing her hands in the front pockets of her jeans. Awkwardly she looked about the room, to Charlie and then to Olivia. Lee wasn't displaying any particular emotion at the time, but she was obviously fidgeting as she stood there.<br/><br/>Charlie's laughter wasn't misplaced and her humor, albeit which usually had an effect on Lee, incited no reactions at the moment as Lee just blankly stared at her. Her eyes told a different story. Charlie would recognize it as Lee not knowing how to exactly at, the social awkwardness that Lee sometimes dealt with. Especially around men. Turning back she noticed Malak no longer had a cloak. A single eyebrow cocked as she looked at his new appearance.<em>'Black... who would have thought. A Pea coat though, rather... interesting. I wonder if he had any choice in his clothing?'</em>The longer Lee stared at him, the more she noticed how the popped collar accented the reaper's jaw.<br/><br/>"Don't worry you were wearing a cloak..." she absentmindedly assured the man as inside her nervousness grew. She now actively tried to avoid eye contact with Malak as much as possible, her cheeks growing warm and her mouth going a bit dry. Her eyes searched about the basement room, her hands still in the pockets of her jeans, a slight rocking motion to her body. Typical "what now?" kind of behavior. Lee didn't turn back to him until he exclaimed he was broken and not liking the sensation of being hungry.<em>'You and me both, I hate being hungry, yet I starve myself on occasions anyways... why? I still don't know,'</em>Her mind fluttered with thoughts when she suddenly realized he was moving towards her. She froze, hands still in her pockets as he neared ever closer. In defense she moved backwards but it wasn't far enough as he bumped into her. She almost lost her balance, if it weren't for him, they would have both ended up on the couch.<br/><br/>Lee swallowed. Her eyes wide like a deer on dark night that was suddenly exposed to someone's headlights. Her mouth pursed tight and her face a bit paler. Inside she felt like she was going to explode. Here there was this attractive man holding onto her, and she was clamming up tighter than a KGB agent being interrogated by the CIA. As he stared into her eyes, Lee could feel her body getting warmer, and her stomach was tying itself into many little knots. Without thinking she blurted out a few words, random and without thinking of what was really coming from her mouth.<br/><br/>"I like noodles, noodles are great for filling you up!" she then awkwardly smiled at Malak before slipping out of his arms, grabbing his coat sleeve, and heading towards the stairs. "Someone's making supper, I think we should feed you, it would only be right," Lee stammered, her voice sounding a bit gawky as the tips of her fingers gripped Malak's coat tightly. She was barely hanging onto it, but it was enough to guide him, with her, to the stairs. She continued to speak as she climbed the steps to the main floor, not looking back at the angel. "Mal I hope you like food, otherwise you're screwed."<br/><br/>When she got to the top of the steps, she let go of Malak's pea coat and made her way to the kitchen table. Quickly she took a seat, having ignored everyone in the kitchen to this point. She brushed passed Melissa, the muscles in her face, tight and her lips pursed. It was rude, but it was obvious to everyone that something had gotten her a bit riled up. In what way was the question though. She sat there silently, not engaging anyone and prayed Malak wouldn't sit next to her. It was for her own mind, she would most likely lose herself in her nervous blabbering thoughts before supper was done, if he sat next to her.<br/><br/><hr/><div align="center"><strong>~*~ Arianna ~*~</strong></div><hr/><br/>"I think tonight shall be a rather enjoyable supper," Arianna smiled, excited to dig in for food, but she also thought it important to wait for the other girls. She saw Melissa approach, wary to come into the kitchen. Arianna smiled softly at her, Melissa hadn't taken today's events as well as the blonde had. The blonde leaned against the counter and motioned the man to look behind him, it appeared Melissa had a question for him.<br/><br/>Arianna was going to do as the man suggested and let people know that supper was finished, and then Lee busted into the kitchen. Something was off about her as she sat down at the table. Arianna knew Lee to a point, but she had never seen Lee flustered in such a way as she was now. She bit her tongue, biding the time to ask her a question about it. Perhaps after supper. She looked back at the man clad in leather, and wondered when she should let everyone know Miyu and Shizuru were gone. Some time during supper, she decided.