Thorn eyed Blaze curiously, as it seemed he was deep in thought and even though he was looking right at her, she could not help but think it was not her he was seeing.  She had thought that the reaction he would have after hearing about Sam would be quite different and when he simply mentioned breakfast, it made her very uneasy.  “I’m really not hungry, Blaze.  I am just here because I have nowhere else to go right now.  I’m not looking to reignite any flames between us,” she said almost timidly.  She remembered how he was when he got angry and that was not where she wanted to revisit; she was<em>not</em>the scared teenager anymore.<br/><br/>“What I’d really like to do is take a shower and get changed,” she continued a bit more confidently as she walked past Blaze and placed her small suitcase on the floor against the wall.  Turning around slowly to face him again, she added, “And a drink…a strong one…would be nice”.  She shrugged off her coat and laid it across her arm before finally looking around the living room.  Not much had changed besides a few décor updates here and there and this made her quite comfortable.  It made her feel safe.  Without waiting for him to respond, she threw her coat over the back of the couch and then sat down.  This is how she was used to things, she would come home, sit down, and Sam would serve her.<br/><br/>Thorn crossed her legs and placed her hands in her lap.  She would wait patiently for her drink.<br/>