Maleena watched Skuld bounce off with little to no concern. She had expected nothing else and she supposed that it was good if Akira knew right away that whatever he might have dreamed up for this day... it was probably going to be very different.<br/><br/>She followed him inside and sent him one of her brightest smiles at the question. Then, she shook her head a little, the hair bouncing on her shoulders. "No," she simply replied and - ignoring the luggage Akira had just brought inside for them - waved a sweet goodbye through the open door to Doreen, whose eyes very successfully betrayed the concern that she felt at the sight of Skuld's behavior. Knowing she'd get away with it, she shut the door, essentially shutting Doreen out - and very decisively so.<br/><br/>Knowing that humans needed or longed for more explanation for things (or often couldn't guess the obvious ones) she turned back to Akira and hooked her arm lightly under his, smile still genuinely in place. She was, at this point, very happy to be here and give this a chance, and very able to hide the slight nervousness. "She will go explore and with some luck, your house will still be standing when she is done." She hoped the little humor would do them good and she had to admit, she kind of liked the fact that she had Akira for herself for the moment.<br/><br/>"Why don't we go inside and you can show me the room you made for us? I've been excited about it for days and now I really want to see it - and the rest, so far, looks really promising," she said warmly while admiring the glimpse she had of the corridor and the stairs and the stylish, cream-colored wall. Asides from what Skuld may or may not do to it, the amount of wood she saw in this place already really made her happy. And she wasn't lying: She had been utterly excited. She only really hoped Skuld wouldn't do anything to jeopardize their stay... or that Akira's nerves were strong enough to still let them stay. She honestly believed he could actually have the willpower to get through something remotely bad - like a badly scratched telephone table or the remains of a dead -something- under his bed. However, she also had hopes that Skuld, however unkowingly she always ended up in the kind of situation that made her lose homes, would exercise a little care, knowing how much having a stable home (<em>with</em>Skuld) meant to Maleena.<br/><br/>She sent Akira an encouraging look and waited to be lead anywhere he wanted her to be.