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He parted out of the kitchen and ran to her "Natasha! Merith, bring me some towels...."

She stirs, groggily and shaking while looking highly confused and bewildered. Perking when her name is called and looks around, "How did I get here?" Her gold eyes were wide with alarm.

"You're back at Trixie's. I couldn't see you because I wasn't watching. You're safe now"

Had her fur rise to where she was, "I don't remember how I got here though. Last I remember I was home, sleeping." She sits up with a groan, aching and sore. Putting a hand to her head as a pounding headache becomes present.

"Go sit in the booth over there by the Space Marines. I'll bring you something to help"

Kitty nods her head and staggers to her paw-feet, wisps of smoke and glitter drifting with each step she takes to the booth. Taking quite the effort and falls into the seat with a slumped sigh. "This is not the first time I have woken up in random places, with no memory of how."

He brought her some headache medicine and some tea

She takes the tea gratefully and pops in the headache medicine, "Thank you." She smiles tiredly like she had not had a wink of sleep.

Brick comes loudly crashing through a wall, followed by a rather annoyed Gustavo.

"Use the door next time, Brick!"

He glanced over at Gustavo and Brick, seemingly too concerned to be annoyed, but Mathiys was highly stressed. His eyes and face looked tired, and light coming from his eyes was duller.

"You look like you seen better days, mate," Leona said as she walked to the bar counter. "Give yourself a break." Her hands waved around as the calvary captain spoke. "It is like the bar isn't going to run itself into the ground either," Leona added and looked around the bar.

"Not if the employees here are incompetent though." Leona knew her sharp tongue got on others' nerve, but she didn't care. "From what I seen, they aren't."

"Yeah, Brick and I know what we're doing, right Brick?"

"Oppa Gangnam Style!" *dancing Brick*

"I don't think I've given myself time to grieve over my wife and children..."

"Oh…"

"Damn, that's terrible. I wish we could do something to help."

Meanwhile, in the right corner, Ryle is just currently nomming on one of Kenneth's underwear. Reason: Ryle got extremely dizzy and thought it would be a good idea to rob a pair of underwear from him. Kenneth, however is pissed.

Ryle: "nom-"

Kenneth: "Oh god DAMN IT, Ryle! That was one of my F- *Pizza Tower taunt sound* -ing underwear! Not a pancake! sigh God damn it..."

"Take that time then," Leona said and sat down at the counter. "Sorry for your losses too." She looked around again before gaining a idea. "I can keep watch for you. I can cook pretty decent, and my family owns a winery," Leona offered. "I can run this like the darn calvary squad."

He sighed and sat. "I'll wait until Azumi comes so I can let her know"

Azumi finally waddled in the bar, unaware of everything. Her son, Ren, followed

"Why do you keep waddling?" Ren rolled his eyes "Can't you just... walk?"

"I like how I walk, thank you very much!" She giggled.

"Right on time. Hey Azumi.....Ren....I will be away for a few days. You know my wife died, and I can only assume the same happened to Charlie and Wish. I never gave myself a chance to truly grieve and mourn"

He stood in front of Ren and put his hands on his shoulders "Ren, your mom loves you. She may be overtly silly, but you will one day miss her antics, especially when you become a man. Just try to think about that"

The reason Mathius was overprotective of Ren was now obvious: he saw Ren as his only child now.

Drael looked over at Mathius and listened. Inside, he was glad Mathius was going to take time to start healing.