Ryn's Penthouse: The Tenth Floor: Monday Morning, semi late
Ryn lay curled up on the couch gazing into the fire place. It had been to icy this morning to go outside and talk to the gargoyle. Stretching a little Ryn sipped her tea and closed her eyes in thought. Tom was going to be ok. He had apologized to Shush. Shush was in bed Ryn smiled at the last thought, she felt herself falling hard for the girl, harder then she wanted to let herself fall.