Desiree: *Frowns at Kalysto* That’s not potty training at all. And we’re not going to have Milena running around the house with no pants. *she walks over to the bed then sits down. However, she grasps onto the side where the bullet wound is as she moves to sit* Oww… *shakes her head* ~Please, Rhyderi. Just stay at my parents’ house until we can either bash sense into the humans or remove them. I don’t want to hear that you got shot again.~
