Lily’s hand still fidgeted, rubbing her thumb over the knuckles of her opposite hand with decent pressure in an attempt to distract herself. It was a silly worry to have, in what world would going to sleep in rooms literally next to each other result in Finn being magically teleported away? Well..with Veles in that equation maybe it was probable.

Her head lifted to follow his hand as it flicked towards the hallway, curiously where Callisto’s clattering around had halted. Either he was listening or he was refusing to ask them for help on how to work the shower. She was so distracted initially, that she forgot to reply to Finntello for a moment as she stared intensely down the hallway. She startled back to the conversation at hand.

“How would they,” she struggled to find the words she wanted. “Affect..fixing it?” Lily questioned lightly, not quite understanding that Finn was trying to get a different point across. Alma was nice, Lily wasn’t sure why he was worried about her knowing about their insomniac struggles. With Callisto, well he was just annoying. She didn’t really want him involved in anything, but there he was.

Lily blinked quickly and whipped her head back up to look straight up at Finn. “He hasn’t already won.” She had reverted back to the previous comment now that she had processed what he had said. “I don’t think he can do much to us here..” She tried, lips pulling into an attempt at a reassuring smile but it was tainted with her exhaustion.

Lily’s eyes widened slightly and she looked back down at her feet as she felt the heat rising to her face. Well, now it was her turn to colour match the red of Finntello’s wings. That part she had not thought about. Mm, yes that would be difficult for her to navigate. Alma was practically Finn’s mother, that would not be a comfy situation to try and explain her way out of. That and her comment from last night, with that memory her face was impossibly red as she looked down at her feet as though they were the most interesting thing on the planet.

The sudden change of topic drew a short and quick laugh from her, turning her head to look at the couch. “I don’t think he even knows what a pull-out bed is.” She continued his line of poking fun as Callisto. It was a fun pastime and a nice distraction from the heat emitting from her face.

She heard a soft grumble, not that anyone else in the home would hear it, but it did in fact confirm her suspicion that Callisto was eavesdropping on their conversation rather than trying to figure out the shower.

“You do need to sleep though.” She commented idly, still peering over at the living room. She probably needed to as well, they’d both be useless tonight and entering a death trap with no sleep in the past 24 hours didn’t sound like a good idea.

“Fighting a god on no sleep isn’t exactly a good strategy.” Lily tried to tease lightly, turning her head back up to look at Finn. She had decided that there was little point in hiding her own flushed face considering Finntello was standing there in the same predicament. Instead she tipped her head to look at him with a smile, embracing it.

Lily was left standing in the kitchen as Finntello had slipped past her and into the living room. She stood there wide eyed for a second longer before she had turned to watch as he began to mess with the couch. She certainly didn’t expect that, so much so that her limbs tingled with surprise and her chest was tight. There was little hope of diminishing the colour in her face now.

Except, her mind was pulled from its stupor as the dull sound of Finn’s jaw getting clocked with the metal leg met her ears and her focus had been drawn elsewhere. Scrambling her way into the living room, Callisto’s plate was forgotten on the table, Lily made her way over to Finn and fretted.

“Are you alright?” Her question was quick as she tried to get a look at his jaw. Her hand had secured itself onto his arm to try and make him turn a little so that she could see better. It was unfair that this man was practically a whole foot taller than her.

Lily used her other hand to try and reach up to hook his jaw delicately, on her toes as she stretched, but as soon as she reached and made contact she realised that she was very close to him. In combination with his spontaneous sign of affection, it made her pause and she slipped back down onto her heels and cleared her throat a little. The hand that had been trying to reach for his jaw was now smoothing the braid on her shoulder, trying to find something to distract herself with.

“Are you alright?” She repeated, much softer and quieter as she let her gaze fall onto the half made couch bed.

“It looked like it would have really hurt.” She began, raising her eyebrows. Lily’s eyes darted to her hand, now held in Finn’s own before she dragged her gaze up to meet his. She didn’t exactly have time to say much else before he began smiling down at her again and her shoulders tensed up, anticipating whatever move he was going to pull next.

As he made his excited escape down to the hallway, Lily’s ears burned white hot and she stared down at the couch trying to stop her heart from overworking itself. Caught completely off-guard by his actions, maybe it was just normal affection? If that was how he showed it, not that it didn’t make her chest feel light with her own excitement.

It wasn’t as though she hadn’t experienced interactions like this before, but it had surprised her and she never did too well with surprises. That and it was Finn.

Finally, her head turned as she watched him emerge from the hallway. He certainly didn’t look as flustered as he had before. Nope, he had transferred all of that over to her.

In her mindless patting of her hair, she had found some parts had come out completely during her tossing and turning of the previous night and had begun taking the hair out. She needed to shower, but whatever was currently going on completely overrode those thoughts as she locked eyes with Finn again.

Lily offered a small smile as he came back towards her with a sheet in hand, her head tilting to one side ever so slightly. The initial surprise had begun to wear off a little as she watched him reach to fix the fabric in place. Her eyes scanned over his wings as they flexed slightly as his back tensed with the movement, the tips of his tail feathers nearly brushing against her leg.

At the push that his wing gave her, her eyes flicked back up to meet his odd coloured eyes. It took her another heartbeat before a smile split her lips with a ghost of a laugh.

“You’re supposed to be the one that gets embarrassed easily, not me.” She shook her head gently, beginning to walk around the perimeter of the bed to the opposite site that Finn had perched himself upon.

“You do know..Alma is going to come out and see us sleeping here. I-I’m not sure if that’s better than being in those rooms for implications.” She had almost managed to not let herself stumble over her words, almost.

Lily threw a glance over her shoulder at Finn as she slipped down to sit on the edge of the bed, her face was still flushed with blood but the normal amused light had returned to her dark brown eyes.