Idril smiled at him and wrapped her hands around the warmer part of her half filled mug. "Well, I don't think she has a date to the ball...but you never know, a squirrel could have asked her," she teased him, grinning. "Don't worry about it, I'm sure she'll be glad to get out of bed at least... and its not as if you're bad looking," she said, trying to hide her smile.

Falsath lifted Aspeth up off her feet. He looked about worridly, wondering if there was anyone around in order to help him. Seeing no one, he began to walk as quickly to Idrils quarters as he could. "Hold on Peth, hold on!" he said, worry in every fiber of his being.

Ooc: Sorry it took me so long! But here I am!