Seeing is Believing (JNR)

[Shinigami]

Jahaziel nodded as Aeven decided on soup to eat. He rummaged through the cabinet in front of him looking for a soup that was more broth than anything. He found one, and heated it up. Cooking was a little trickier than most tasks, especially since he didn't do it as often, but heating up soup wasn't so bad.

He was keeping tabs on Aeven and could hear the change in her breathing pattern. She was trying to get herself under control, and it seemed it was working. When Ziel set the bowl of soup down for her she seemed to have calmed her senses for the most part. Jahaziel sat at the chair across from her as she began to eat, nodding when she thanked him. "I just hope its warm enough." He smiled a bit. "To be honest I'm not very good at cooking."

***

Ezekiel smiled as he munched on bits of his own bread, glad to hear she was doing better and that she didn't need the sleeping pills so much. When he heard she was thinking about getting back to work, tending to the children, he was even happier. His eyes widened, a little surprised to hear that she wanted to spend time regularly in the training room, but was also a bit relieved. "Of course I don't mind. And you don't really need my permission, its open to everyone."

As she curled up on the sofa he watched her a little closer, just to make sure he wasn't over staying his welcome and keeping her from rest. He had finished off his bread as she asked about the house. He sighed before answering. "It wasn't too bad, over all. This house has seen much worse. They tried to make their way to the living quarters, no doubt after the little snot that started the dispute in the first place."

Kiel hesitated, suddenly realizing what he had just said about one of his own Lord's sons, however true it was. He mentally brushed it off, most of the people who worked for the Arrighi's thought the same. "Anyway, most of it was centered there and the training room."

[Demeter]

Salut had her own thoughts on their Lord's children. She only liked the second oldest boy; mostly because he rarely ever bothered her. She didn't voice those thoughts, though, having nattered on about them to her walls. Salut peered up at Kiel. "Did anyone die?" She knew that some people, at least the ones from the attacking party, had probably died. She hoped that the one who'd raped her had died. She knew that he'd fallen. The Reaper that appaered in her room was proof enough of that.

She rested her head against the back of the chair. "My father stopped by yesterday, ready to beat the lights out of anyone who'd dared touch his little girl. Apparently my mother just laughed when she'd heard the news; said that it was about time that I'd lost my virgin status. She's not a nice woman." Salut grumbled at the thought of her mother.

When someone knocked on the door, She knew who'd it would be. "Come on in, Grayson. It's not like I'm anywhere else."

Grayson strode into the room, one hand holding a tray that held some medications and the other with a glass full of juice. He stopped short when he saw Ezekiel. Knowing that the twin angels had been seen around Salut was one thing but spotting one having lunch with her was another thing. He recovered quickly. "Time to take your pills, Salut. I swear that if I didn't show up every four hours you would suffer the pain silently." He glanced over at Kiel. "She won't admit it but she's still in pain. No one, not even an angel, heals that fast after an attack like that."

He handed over the paper cup filled with pain medication over to Salut, who took it and the glass of juice while glaring at him. He watched to make sure that Salut downed all the medications. He'd known children less stubborn about seeing to their own health then her. "Now, the Lady has informed me that you're fit to return to work whenever you want just don't over do it."

Grayson eyed his collegue and then gave Ezekiel a quick nod of his head before backing out of the room to go attend to the others who were still healing.

Salut turned to Kiel once the door closed and sighed. "He talks to much."