After brushing Ciro off, the usually apathetic direwolf responded to Aella in unusual kind, laboriously wriggling herself through the grass to trustingly lay her massive head right into Aella's hands.
Hana retracted her hand away from him and drifted back over to the bathroom, awaiting Kipps sluggish arrival. She paused, deciding to bring a stool for him to sit on instead of standing for a long period of time. She quickly flew down the stairs and into the kitchen, picking a random stool that was around the island and giving an awkward wave to Blair as she left with her kidnapped wooden victim. She returned to her patron and sent down the stool, “Is there a certain style you want?” she asked, catching her breath.
"Is short a style?" Kipp asked smiling and scratching at the mess of hairon his head. "Thanks, by the way. I kind of needed a hair cut before we we're taken to Borealis." He sat himself on the stool she had brought, letting his wings hang down out of the way, and tried to come up with something to talk about.
Aella ran her thumbs over Ta's cheeks, amused with having a massive direwolf act like a lap dog towards her. She turned in Ciro's direction with a slight grin, shrugging. "No idea what you're talking about." She told him, though not sounding truthful in the slightest. "I would never do such a thing."
“Need a hand?” Aria walked over giving him a smile.
Hana gave him a humored hum at his question, short enough for him to manage it and be able to see. “You’re welcome” she replied, draping a towel over his shoulders to prevent whatever hair she cut off from making too much of a mess on him. She began dampening his hair with a wet brush, flattening the fluff on his head. “Well.. I want to visit my grandfathers grave in Kanazawa.. guessing that they’ve already buried him. Then I’ll go back to..” she cut herself off, realizing there was no way she could reveal what she did for a living to this young boy. Even if she changed dramatically over these past few months, she still had a reputation to uphold as a silent assassin. “-I’ll go back to San Francisco and keep on with my life.. of course whenever this whole virus issue ends.” She didn’t really desire much now that they were back on Earth, and she already crossed ‘getting a haircut’ off her list. Once Kipps hair was tamed and wet enough, she started trimming off the sides, being particularly careful around his uniquely shaped ears. “What about you?” she returned the question.
Aria laughed “okay then. I will leave you too it. Do you have horses? I was wondering if I could see your farm when your done with shoveling the manure” she asked. She had taken horse riding lessons for about 3 years before money got tight and she had to give it up, she missed riding sometimes but most of all she missed being around animals. If Kevin would let her she’d happily brush his horses for him If he had any.
