Sasha, Amy<br/><br/>"Well, I don't plan on throwing water around in broad daylight either. That seems unwise." Lily said. "And...well, you're right, Amy. But in my defense, I was kinda sorta running for my life." Good an explanation as any. "Besides...I don't want to live my life always looking over my shoulder, constantly afraid of everyone I meet." She shook her head. "Somehow, I fought my way out of Faerie, and back here. So I want to live it up! Besides, I'm not completely useless. I can do stuff to! I can sneak around pretty easily...almost no one can find me if I don't want them to. Especially if I have some shadows to work with..."<br/><br/>At this point, Angelo comes upstairs, rubbing his arm like it's sore. "Morning-is that French Toast? Damn, thanks Sasha. I love this stuff." He sat down. "I heard a little of what Lily said. It's her decision, but do remember, I'm sworn to keep you safe, Lily." He said. "So, let's not go looking for trouble, okay?"