Ryk grinned, now leaning on Cathy's side. "What's life without trouble, eh? Simple, it wouldn't be life. Same reason I don't like being perfect. When you're perfect, you can't do anything, but when you are imperfect, than the entire world can bend to you." he said, resting hsi claws behind his head. "So buck up, smile, and try and take a bath one of these days."

"You're just waiting for a punch in the face, aren't you?" Cathy questioned. She noticed how he was leaning on her. "Ok, either something is wrong with you, or my smell is better than what I thought it would be."

Ryk just shrugged, his eyes closed now. "So what if I happen to do this just cause your scales just so happen to be soft today? Big deal." he said, scratching the back of his head with a claw as he did so.

Cathy gave him a confused look. "You are acting a little strange." Cathy thought over that. "Wait, you are acting very strange. Are you feeling alright?"

OoC: What happened to the red talking?

OOC: I'll tell you when you're older.

IC: Ryk looked up at Cathy, giving her a questioning look. "What d'you mean, Cathy?" he asked, not calling her by his nickname for her as was his normal way of talking to her. He seemed fine, no symptoms of a fever or cold or anything like that.

"Hm. . ." Cathy looked at him closely. "What the hell are you trying to pull? And where did that 'fishface' thing go? Are you really sure you're feeling alright." Cathy thought about what had happened earlier. "Wait, why did you scream what the hell earlier and then say that everything was alright. WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON WITH YOU?"

Ryk scowled. "I'm fine, Cathy. Just forget about everything else that has happened, and live in the moment, or I'm gonna' break your face." he said, irritated, though his glare wasn't so intimidating considering his half-open eyes.

"Your going to break my face?" Cathy repeated. She smiled. "Ok, I'll stop bugging yah. Just be careful and keep your distance. I'm not use to people being close around me."

Ryk didn't move, still leaning on Cathy's side. "I dun' wanna' move. Like I said, your scales are soft today, and I'm staying here until they get hard and dry like they should on land. Yeesh, don't you know a single thing about Zoras?" he said, looking back up at her with a half-lidded, irritated look.

Cathy snorted. "Oh? So you are just waiting for me to dry up?" She crossed her arms and smiled slyly. "What if I decided to sit down? Because I don't really feel like standing around any longer." A few seconds went by. "Hey, did you just call my scales soft?"

Ryk rolled his eyes. "Of course I did. Twice now. Zora are known for, as long as their scales are hydrated, for being soft. Even with this comfort it gives others, they still function as a minor armor covering." he said, "And, if you sit down, I'll just continue to lean on you. I'm tired, have no place to go, and you're the most comfortable thing around that I don't have to either steal, or break in to."

"When you first said it I thought that you were joking," Cathy mumbled. Her eyes were on the blonde girl who decided that the orb was boring and started immitating a cricket. "I'm surprised that she got here, whenever she wants to go somewhere's else that she'll have to use her wand, she always looses her wand."

Ryk appeared to be sleeping now, eyes completly closed, and his arms folded in front of him.

"Aw, he's so cute when he's sleeping!" Cathy cooed. She didn't dare move or talk too loud, she wasn't in the mood to be yelled at. She knew thought that if she kept on standing any longer, her legs would go numb. Soteto smiled at her.

"You know, you have become nicer," he commented. Cathy looked over at him and gave a slight shrug.

Ryk shifted a bit, mumbling in his sleep, as if he had heard her clearly."Jus' siddown' if you wanna'..." he had said, his speech slightly slurred by his slumber. His long, pointed ears now pointed down, even more proof he was asleep.