Dianna: sounds like fun. *smiles at her picture, hugging it to herself* Ari: *sucks her thumb, hungry*
(yea Diana is definately off my apprentice list with that kind of training I'm scared of what she'll do)
Ari: ya ya! *claps giggling* Dianna: sure. I guess. *mutters, shifts her pillow over a bit, sneaking a little box*
Ari: ya! *hugs herself to him* Dianna: *puts the box in her purse, and walks to the door, missing Sal, stays quiet*
-I head to the kitchen and one of the cooks tosses me an apple. I bite into the apple as I walk around-