Apr 14, 2005 18:02
It had been awhile since I'd seen both Harmony and Angel leave the kitchen. I didn't know where they were now, but I was fairly sure the kitchen was safe. Rather than continuing to sit on the stairs and feel sorry for myself, I decided to get up and help myself to what little I was sure to find in the kitchen, leaving the stairwell and the confusion surrounding Gunn's death behind me for the time being. I was welcome to raid the fridge, wasn't I? I used to live here, after all. I didn't expect to find much, considering it had been awhile since anyone had actually lived in the hotel, but I could at least get myself a glass of water. That shouldn't be too hard to come by.
The kitchen wasn't empty when I finally rached the doorway. Lorne was there, fixing a drink for himself -- it was probably the best way he knew to cope with what was going on. I gave him a weak smile. He still didn't know who I was, did he? I had a lot of explaining to do. Maybe even a little singing. Normally I would have resisted, but if I had to prove myself? As far as Lorne was concerned, there was no better way.
Besides, I'd promised him both a thorough explanation and a few bars. I wasn't going to hold out on him.
"Hey," I said casually, helping myself to a clean glass from the cupboard and going to fill it with cold water from the sink. Even with my new memories and home life, I'm still not much of a people person. I try, but... no joy, most of the time. "... you looking to get away from everyone else, too?"
((Open to Lorne.))