Number Unknown - Fourth Wall Event!

[vulcanblazer]

[Why does all this feel so familiar? So many people, so many new faces, it seems unbelievable. It's enough to give this poor demon a headache, especially considering he has to be out in the thick of it to make sure he keeps the peace.

Adell can be found pretty much anywhere in town, keeping an eye out for fires that need to be extinguished. Of course, he might have a few of his own to deal with if he runs into the wrong people.

How long of a weekend is it going to be for this guy?...]

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[noblerose]

[ ...Blank was perhaps the best description of how she felt... maybe even a little stunned. It was hard to put a word to it, since she wasn't sure how to even begin to feel about it--she'd been only just still coming to understand love, after all.

Several moments of silence and she still didn't know what to say or how to react. It had been over 3 years, apparently... it was foolish to think he'd have waited to get back to someone he'd only merely kissed... right?]

I-I see...

[...Nope, she really had no idea what to say to that, thus quickly looked for a subject change, doing what she had a bit of a knack for: hiding her feelings. She reached out, lifting the photograph of herself to get a closer look at it.]

W-where did you get this? I-It... It does not appear to be one of Tink's photographs, though I certainly doubt I've seen all of them.

[vulcanblazer]

[Unfortunately for her, this version of Adell was much more experienced with love, and its feelings... and he was better at reading people because of it. Rozalin's silence about the matter, and the fact that she was dodging the issue entirely, was quite suspect right from the get go. Adell expected something more akin to a furious reaction, not one so... subdued.

But he knew well enough that a subdued reaction didn't mean things were okay. No, in fact, that meant there was much more of a problem than he anticipated. His only guess was... she really did feel that way about him as well. And though the possibility existed that her Adell and himself were different, feelings like that are not so easily separated. He figured he'd be in much the same position if Rozalin had told him something similar.

Still, he'll answer her question.]

That one's... kind of a long story. Complicated, we'll say. But it's definitely not one of his. I'm pretty sure none of his would really do you justice.

[Still, that picture of her is... surprisingly nice. And tasteful.]

...but when I had the chance to get it, I didn't want to miss it. Couldn't leave out one of the most important people in my life.

[noblerose]

[His comment about Tink's photos made her faintly blush... it really was a good photo, however he got it. He'd really gone to trouble to get it? Hesitantly she looked over at him.]

I... am still that important to you?

[vulcanblazer]

[He looked back over to her in return.]

Of course you are. [He paused for a moment, reaching to rest a hand on the picture as well.] I never forgot about you, or the promise I made to you.

[He released the picture again.]

Even if things happened here, I wouldn't. I couldn't.

[noblerose]

...Idiot...

[She says this and yet her voice is almost shaking... for that brief few seconds, she sounds like she might break down, though not in a bad way.

She was not just a random picture on his shelf... that was comforting.

She doesn't break down or anything, however, keeping her emotions checked. She carefully places the photo back where it was on his shelf for him.]

Y-you... you were going to cook dinner, weren't you?

[vulcanblazer]

[He gives her a warm smile after a moment, the quiet insult being oddly... comforting itself.]

Yeah, I was. But I wouldn't mind some company in the kitchen.

[noblerose]

Well... I suppose so, as long as you aren't expecting me to do anything.

[She's managing to sound more like herself... she isn't as opposed to helping as she makes it sound, but it's probably more helpful for her NOT to help.

[vulcanblazer]

Come on now, I said I'd be cooking for you tonight. You leave the heavy lifting to me.

[He starts heading for the door, temporarily forgetting the spare blanket.]

[noblerose]

[Finally she finds herself smiling once more, inspite of what she may be feeling inside.]

Well, alright then.

[With one last glance across the shelf, she follows after him, completely not thinking of the spare blanket either.]