<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/35/YellowAjah.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Shayella Adair<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Sister, Yellow Ajah<br/><strong>Bondmate:</strong>None<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Kalain, Closed<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Evening, Saven 7th, 990NE<br/><strong>Place:</strong>Private Room - Infirmary<br/><strong>Warning:</strong><br/><hr/>Cocking her head as Kal pushed aside the tea cup and plates, Shayella watched him as he made himself comfortable, resting his feet on the table.  Her brows knit as she considered him for a moment, her gaze wandering over his face.  “Hmmm?”  She asked, distracted enough that it took her a second to remember his questions.  Shrugging, her gaze flicking to the food and back to him, she answered his question, “I don’t know who cooked the food.  The kitchen is the territory of the Mistress of the Kitchens.”  A small smirk played across her face and she rested her elbows comfortably on the arms of the chair.  “As for the whiskey or ale, the answer is the same as it has always been: while it might help you get through these sessions, it’s counterproductive to our purpose here.”  It wasn't exactly a secret that Kal really didn't enjoy their sessions and, though she suspected that he disliked her as much as he did their discussions, she wasn't particularly surprised or offended by either.  He was the Master of Arms and responsible for training each and every potential Gaidin that came to the Tower and his mental health was not only important to her but the Tower as a whole.<br/><br/>“How was your week?”  She asked, starting in on the discussion.  He hadn’t come here to ask questions about the food nor find a nice place to rest his feet.  He had come here because he was ordered to do as such and, while he was happy to waste her time, she wasn’t inclined to do the same.  Her dark blue eyes studied him as she spoke, keeping the warm smile she typically wore.  Though she was less and less concerned with keeping her version of Aes Sedai stoicism with him, it was habit and not easy to break.  “You seem… more relaxed this week.”  She stated, her brows rising in curiosity.<em>Did you kill someone?</em>For the moment, she refrained from asking that particular question.  Though killing was in his job description and he always had good reason for doing so, it had been one of the few things that seemed to relax him since the death of his previous Aes Sedai.<br/><br/>Pondering for a moment, she distracted herself with the offerings of the kitchen before asking yet another question.  It hadn’t ever been a question that Kal had enjoyed answering, as far as she could tell, but a necessary one.  “Have you spent any time with your bondmate, Moira Sedai?”  The two had spent little time with one another, as far as Shayella had been aware, often avoiding one another.  While not every Aes Sedai and Gaidin were particularly close, she suspected that his avoidance was mostly about the loss her suffered when Elaine Sedai had died.  Because of that, she asked the question every single week, getting a feel for any progress he may have made with her.  While she hoped that the two would grow closer as time passed, she wasn't betting much on that.<br/><br/>Finally picking a honeycake to sample, she nibbled on it politely, giving him a chance to answer her questions, if he was going to, uninterrupted.  Plus, she suspected that, if she plucked a nerve, the food would end up scattered on the ground, ruined.  She wasn’t going to let all of it go to waste should his temper erupt.