Along the way home, she protected Kendra to the best of her ability, sheltering her from the scrambling drunks that wandered the streets so late at night.<br/><br/>The house proved to be just as warm as it always was, an old shelter for her, full of many memories. Sarytha waves the human off as she heads up to her room, cocking her head as the young woman froze up and almost seemed like she was about to speak...only to quickly say her farewell and run upstairs.  Over the course of the next few moments, she realized what it all meant...She liked her? The human girl...she liked her, Sarytha?  She didn't get much reading done that night, instead choosing to try mulling over what little information she knew about romance and relationships, which was actually rather slim, oddly enough.  She'd read of romances in myths, but...those never happened like that, did they?<br/><br/>And why was her face so...so<em>warm?</em>She was blushing, but what would elicit that kind of reaction...? It was an absolute puzzle to her. Among all the information, the myths, tales of heroics and...Why was she reacting like this? It was silly...  Shaking her head, the young and naive aasimar plopped her head down on the desk, resigning herself to sleep, leaving this mystery for another day with a few last words.<br/><br/>"Humans are so...strange..."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Sense Motive At 2016-01-14 23:23:56, ThatOneShrroth (uid: 53474) rolls: 1d20a6 Result: 22 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=84532) </div></div>