Lily’s lips had tugged into an amused smile as she watched Finn fumble, that was until Alma spoke and it was her turn to turn a slightly pinker shade. Well, she hadn’t exactly thought of her comment like that but it did seem that was how she had meant it, considering her reaction. That was a thought for another day, currently they needed to kill a god. Easy.

She had felt just as much surprise at Alma's comment as Finn but she didn’t interfere, this was Finn’s friend, practically family. At the look she gave Finn, Lily would have snickered if it wasn’t for the topic of conversation.

“Wait, you’re younger than me?” She started to comment before she shook her head, pushing away the impulsive question as she stood to her feet, making a don’t worry gesture with her hands towards Finntello. Lily wanted to make sure Alma knew what she was signing up for, even she didn’t know herself what Veles looked like. Then she thought better of it considering a single look had silenced Finn.

“Sleep would be wonderful.” Lily tried instead, wanting to smooth over the sudden spike in tension she could feel coming from Finn as she stood beside him. Her head tilted to one side a smidge.

Callisto remained standing half in the kitchen, he had said his piece and as nice as Alma was, he didn’t know her that well. If she was willing to join them, then that meant Xevon had a better chance of escaping and that was all Callisto truly cared about. Obviously he didn’t want any of them to die, but he needed to help Xevon.

Lily almost mimicked the small sound that Finn had made as she registered the quiet fear in his voice, it was enough to make her crease her features. She wanted to say something, but it wasn’t exactly her place, instead she waited patiently. They could talk soon enough.

Callisto gave a small nod towards Alma and made his way to the couch and sat down on it, once the others had settled he would just curl up on a cushion. More comfortable than trying to squeeze his human limbs onto the couch.

Lily followed carefully down the hallway and slipped into the room assigned to her. Before she closed the door, she thanked Alma politely before watching Finntello’s wings vanish into the room beside hers. Softly, Lily closed the door until she heard the click and turned to the bed. Well, she wasn’t going to sleep in jeans. Shuffling them off, Lily did her best to not collapse onto the bed. The soft mattress almost immediately sent her to sleep. Turning onto her side, pulling the cover over herself lightly.

Grateful that she could sleep without any horrible flashes of painful memories. She could hear the others in the house, moving and the shuffling of fabric but little else. She focused on the quiet sounds as sleep began to take her.

Callisto had donned his tiny furry form and curled up at the end of the couch, his head squashed up against the arm of the seat. His tail flicked over his muzzle. Only at the break of dawn through the curtains would he stir, for the rest of the night he lay curled up in comfort as he slept for the first time in centuries.