L O S T
Onboard The Prophet
That they were traveling was not even remotely an oddity.[member="Caedyn Arenais"] and she had work to do over on Svivren in preparation for the unveiling of the Enclave. A large group session was to be held there in a few weeks time, and there remained many things to finalize before that time. Her student had probably seen the inside of the Prophet more times than he cared to count, his room was looking a lot more personal these days and Azrael was happy to move between both of their bunks on a whim, some nights sleeping curled up at her side and others by his feet. After having lived upon this quiet vessel for so long, the added bit of life seemed to draw more of the kitten out of him, he had more energy and was far more playful. Of course it helped that Caedyn was willing to facilitate his playful wants and needs even when Asha was too busy.
There had been a very subtle tension in the air between them these past couple of weeks, ever since news had broke out about a certain Arenais' misdeeds, and yet Asha had been much too busy - and Caedyn had been settling in so well - that she had not had the nerve to broker the conversation with him yet. He knew, of course, it was obvious, but he had been preoccupied for the most part and she did not wish to bring that all crashing down. His confidence was finally beginning to blossom.
But now, with only time to kill, there was no excuse.
She raised a hand to knock twice upon the door of his quarters, while Azrael circled her feet and purred happily. No doubt sensing her palpable fears and concerns for the conversation ahead of them. He was good at knowing when she needed him most, but that was likely why [member="Sargon Vynea"] had gifted him to her in the first place.