"Gonna go take a shower then," Arrika replied, hopping off the bed and going into the bathroom. She took a longer shower this time, nearly falling asleep from the warm pounding of the water.

Seth stood with one hand over the knob of the Tempest's door, debating whether he should bother him or not. It was possible Sovelis was tired and would get mad. And not feed him. Sighing he leaned across the opposite wall, crossed his arms and stared thoughtfully at the door.

The Tempest sat in a chair in front of the dresser, looking into the mirror and examining his reflection. "Look at yourself...age still hasn't caught a hold on you Sovelis...Your body...still at its prime. But...its never whats on the outside that counts..." he said, leaning on the wooden top of the dresser, his green eyes staring at his reflection. He could see the blood again...as if it was dripping from every pore on his body. The blood of those whom died because of him. Red, blue, green...all different bloods from the various peoples and races he had killed. His reflection was so bloody...

Sovelis looked away and let his hair hang over his eyes again..."Will I tell here...or not?"

Arrika skipped out of the bathroom happily, a stupid smile on her face as she unsheathed the dagger at her waist. She tossed her jacket-shirt on the bed and left the towel on her head, her hair refusing to dry and she had given up. "Sooo-veee-liiis! Guess what! I'm gonna cut your hair!" The Sheikah hopped over and wrapped her arms around him, gazing into the mirror as well and only seeing the Tempest's reflection, which seemed normal to her eyes.

Sovelis didn't hear what Arrika had said. he just stared at his bloodied reflection, as if he was transfixed by the image that he saw. He mumbled aloud, still oblivious to the fact that she stood behind him, unaware to everything in the room but his reflection.

"Satel, mo'kal shi likan....Desr'ot ikanal pojik. Morkinal san ter'angreal ju gilin, To'pol fla'hag jitsuk alamalt...Shan'Terganasi alamo to kolam ju Shan'Tagetsu... Death, forever it grabs....Following into sleep. Immortality shall empower me again, Keeping the dark away...The Keeper of Shadows lives in harmony with the Keeper of the Light..."

Sovelis closed his eyes after speaking, still unaware of Arrika standing behind him.

Arrika listened, not understanding a single word. "Sovelis...?" She said softly after he was done, putting a hand on his shoulder lightly.


Morendo yawned and stretched, the brightness of the sun's rays blinding her for a few seconds. She stared in wonder at the daylight outside, wondering whether her skin would shrivel and blister if she stepped out. She sat up in the armchair she'd fallen asleep in, mulitiple books on alchemy that she'd read before drifting off falling off her lap.

"Eh? Oh...Hey Arrika. Did you have a nice shower?" Sovelis asked, tearing his gaze from his reflection and looking up at the sheikah girl behind him. He smiled at her, trying to block out the image of his reflection. Why did that happen now? Of all the times I could have seen that...why now? What sort of trouble is going to befall me this time? Sovelis asked himself,pulling Arrika a little closer to him and giving her a warm hug. The heat from the shower was still radiating from her frame, an that heat made Sovelis want to hug Arrika even tighter.

"Can I cut your hair?" Arrika asked immediately, sitting on his lap and showing him the dagger. "I promise it won't hurt. And I'll make it up to you after," she said with wicked grin. "Besides, you can grow it back any time you want with alchemy. I just wanna see what you'll look like."

"I can't just grow hair back. If I could do that...don't you think that I would have tried to grow an arm?" Sovelis said, looking at her and smiling. "But sure. You can give me a haircut. I've had long hair for many years now...and I think its time for a little change. Don't you?" he asked, wrapping his arms around Arrika's waist ad pulling her a tiny bit closer to him. He laid his head on her chest, and listened for the beating of her heart within.

"And what do you have in mind to make it up to me, anyways?" Sovelis asked, grinning wide as he heard the *Thump-Thump* of Arrika's heart in her chest.

"You'll see." Hopping off him for a moment she held the length of his hair in her hands and cut it off with the dagger, then dug in her pocket for a pair of scissors to even it out. Within five minutes or less she was done, and ran a hand through his hair until she was satisfied with the way it spiked. "Like it? Mirielle actually taught me how to cut hair that quick- she used to practice on me, so I used to have shorter hair before."

Sovelis reluctantly looked at the mirror. This time, his reflection looked like it did to Arrika: Normal, and with somewhat shorter hair. "I don't think it looks good though...I'm just so used to seeing long hair on my head, that it'll take some getting used too." he said, looking back up at the girl behind him. "But, it does look good. Thank you." Sovelis told Arrika as he stood up, shaking the long strands of hair from his robes and letting them fall to the floor. "Now...what were you going to do to make up for cutting my hair?" he asked slyly, putting his hand on Arrika's shoulder gently.

For some reason the Sheikah felt a lot more daring that morning and pushed Sovelis back into the chair, sitting on him and kissing him again, one hand entwined and playing with his hair and the other one slinking up his robes and on his side. "I really thought- you were going to leave me there-" she said when she paused to take a short breath. "-In the Twilight-"

Sovelis frowned at Arrika. "Why would I do something like that?" He asked, looking into her dark eyes. "I would have figured out quicker, but Mirielle and Rhyss were so egger to kill you and be done with it...I could tell that something was wrong. When Morendo was in your body...I thought you seemed different...almost distant..." Sovelis whispered as he wrapped his left arm around Arrika, and slipped his right hand in her shirt, and up her back. He traced her scar with his fingernail and smiled. "But I'm glad your you again...no one else can take your place..."

Arrika almost flinched when Sovelis touched her scar, and tried to focus on his lips on hers instead.

Seth was tired of standing around for Sovelis to wake up on his own, and reasoned that the Tempest wouldn't get too mad at him, if he was mad at all. And he would get over it eventually. The green haired thief opened the door with practiced silence. His eyes drifted to the bed first, which was empty. As his gaze wandered he finally noticed Arrika and Sovelis, looking back and forth between the rumpled bed and them with wide eyes.

Since the two of them were a bit busy exploring each other, Sovelis didn't notice Seth enter the room. The Tempest held his eyes closed as he kissed Arrika and let his hands wander across her skin. He let his hand wander on her stomach, and was starting to go a little higher when he started to let his tongue roam out of his mouth, and into Arrika's. Arrika...I...I'm not sure if I should do this...what if someone finds out? he asked her, sending the message into her mind since they were so close. It was barely a whisper just loud enough for her to hear, but not anyone that would be listening for anything. I mean...Seth might not agree to us being this close...

"Too late..." Arrika said, noticing Seth for the first time. "How long have you been standing there?!" She demanded.

"Long enough," Seth replied flatly, slamming the door and leaving a split second later.

"Seth!" Arrika chased after him and down the dim halls. "Seth, what's your problem?"

"No, what's your problem? You're just setting yourself up to get hurt again," he said, still walking and not bothering to look at her.

"What?"

"You get too attached to people way too fast!"

"I don't get what the hell you're so mad about. Like it's your business what I do."

"Look at Ronin! He was a jerk and instead of ditching him for someone better, you just did whatever he told you to do and followed his every word. And in the end he dumped you and you were mad at yourself! Why do you need a new boyfriend anyway? What's the point?"