Rhyderi sat at the edge of the table, keeping some of Jenna and Sephiroth’s children occupied. He held both hands out, the hands open, acting like a buffer as Azul harmlessly rammed her head into them over and over. Meanwhile, Iris sat behind the elf and neatly plaited his fox-tail, seeming quite preoccupied by the activity.
Kalysto watched Desiree move away, giving her a pleading expression that read ‘help me’ as she walked away. He sighed and continued to dance with Arte, deciding to humor her for now.