<strong>Tahline Hunithundlin</strong><br/><br/>I pause in my conversation with Lyra, looking to Caline as she comments, blinking a bit, then allowing the hint of a blush to show.  "Oh..."  I fidget a bit, uncomfortably, "is this going to be a 'discussion' or a '<em>discussion</em>' discussion?"  I could tell from the look I'd done something wrong.  Again.  That or she was upset at the idea of sharing quarters with someone else.  She had...strange reactions to violence, particularly when I got hurt as part of it...it was always so hard to tell when she was subtly telling me off or when she was hinting she wanted some 'us' time.  I sigh inwardly and resist the urge to shake my head.