Atelia sighs, shaking her head slowly, and is careful not to step in any of the spilled foodstuffs. She opens the door to her study and looks in, making sure Deathsatan has only been researching - although possibly an unnecessary concern, given the extensive list of Truename orders that have been given to all on the nature of things they may not do.<br/><br/>"As you were, Deathsatan. I'm home. I also have good news for you, soon."<br/><br/>With that taken care of, she closes the door again, and slowly makes her way to the bedroom, on the one hand determined to have a firm word with Lemonscent and Maplepink, on the other hand already aroused by her activities with Reaver and by the scent emanating from the room. She steps in and waits to see if they acknowledge her.