Room 317- Friday late morning

[notconflicted]

Sia had been really pretty busy this week for some weird reason, so after a class that involved a crashing airplane, she decided she was okay with having a quiet day. One that maybe didn't involve I Never.

So today meant straightening up her room and moving things around, since she hadn't bothered doing that since Juliet left. But if she was going to have all this extra space, she was going to use it. Which, when you'd spent a year being perfectly fine on your half of the room, was turning out to be more difficult than expected.


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[suitably_heroic]

And that finally made Atton's ears prick up.

It had better be.

[notconflicted]

"I make no guarantees," Sia made sure to say. "But think positive."

[suitably_heroic]

Atton's ears flicked backwards. Then he tilted his head. Vitor? Ugh.

But at least he knew Sia would make sure he ate.

[notconflicted]

Vitor was off running around somewhere, because if he didn't, it meant he had to run around in the room.

Not that Sia knew what the question was. "I have no idea what that means," she admitted.

[suitably_heroic]

She could now safely say she'd seen a wolf roll his eyes. Congratulations.

Never mind about Vitor, though. Now there was food on Atton's mind. Could he at least get some of that?

... the headtilting probably didn't become any easier to understand.

[notconflicted]

"We need to work on your nonverbal communication skills," Sia decided.

[suitably_heroic]

Sullenly, Atton bit into a pillow.

How was that?

[notconflicted]

"Better," she said, accidentally answering narrative. "And please don't bite the pillows. Is Vitor's food all right for now? Whine once for yes, twice for no."

[suitably_heroic]

Predictably, Atton whined twice. If he was only going to be stuck like this for an afternoon, she might as well feed him normal food! Like... a steak. A nice. Juicy. Warm. Bloody--

The wolf coughed.

[notconflicted]

Picky, picky, Atton.

"All right, why don't we see what's in the common room," she suggested.

[suitably_heroic]

Surely hopping onto her bedroom floor was clear enough on that one.

... and the stupid wagging tail.

[notconflicted]

"See, we're getting better at communication already," Sia said, starting out of the room.