(Notifications... or, I guess when they're lacking... really suck.)Colby was more than a little put out by the hostile looks from Juliana, but he knew he really should've expected it. "Sounds you've reached the level of overtired that has no hope of return," he reasoned lightly to Aria. "Guess I should be, too, but I'm just...out of it." He dropped down on his belly and propped his chin up on his overturned palms, thinking about everything and nothing all at once.
And, then, since he seriously had nothing to lose, he tried to be the better person again. "How about you, Juliana?"
She continued to ignore his attempts to be human.
(I am this. Poor poor Colby. He is doomed to suffer.)Colby didn't have any time to raise a protest or even offer an extension to their dying conversation before Aria had made her easy escape.
He had a hard time keeping his breath from hitching as he considered the situation she'd left him with.
If he sat in silence, it'd be rude.
If he got up and left, it'd be inexcusable.
If he talked, he was risking everything he held dear, but it was no doubt the right thing to do.
And Colby, like the utter and absolute Colby he was, could do nothing but the right thing.
So he kept his eyes fixed to the welcoming flames, but he flicked his ears back toward Juliana in the most courteous, yet unoffensive, gesture of openness he could think of.
"Well, guess it's just you and me, then."
If a fire could be awkward in its crackling, this was sure as heck was.
(Is he sitting on the floor on the clothes, or on the couch with the clothes on his lap?)Kevin disappeared downstairs and into the kitchen, frowning when he noticed Juliana. He didn’t see her come with them, and seeing her here took him slightly off guard. He wasn’t particularly fond of her, but decided she could stay if she wanted to, and if she did she would be treated just like any of the others. That is, until she did something to warrant being kicked out. The same went for Eve.
He dumped the glass into the trashcan, putting the broom back in the garage. He entered the living room again, looking around. Walking towards the sofa, Kevin grabbed the pile of clothes everyone ignored and sat on, giving Juliana an acknowledging nod.
Juliana looked between the two boys, uncomfortable with them trying to force civility out of her.
"Thanks, for... letting us stay here." She said begrudgingly to Kevin.