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"Some... time ago Cyrus was attempting to use Dana, I think. You remember her, right? Dialga. And I think he wanted to use Bob, as well. He tried to replicate... uhm... some kind of chain. I think the legend was supposed to be some kind of power to recreate the world." Voile shook her head, "The issue is that I've known of Cyrus's true intents for some time. That man wants to become a god and he wants to wipe emotional sentiment off the face of this world, or whatever world it is he becomes the emperor of."

But he quickly turned her mind back onto the stone she was the fortunate recipient of, "Perhaps his gift was a means of bribing me. He knows what I'm capable of, after all, and very few people here actually understand the extent of what I can do. I mean to keep it that way, otherwise no one would actually trust me."

With one arm occupied by his, she motioned idly with the other, "But yes. Evidently a fourth form. I think, anyway. We'll find out if Phoenix ever decides to use it on me. As it stands, I have no idea. I'll be sure to tell you all about it if he does."

"...wow." Sonny replied, a little taken aback. He really had No Idea Whatsoever how to respond to the idea that the kind of weird teacher of a class he didn't take wanted to erase the world and remake it. Like shaking an etch-a-sketch and redrawing things from scratch. "I remember Dana. We used to nap together. And eat cookies together. I don't think she would want to help him do something terrible like that! She's nice."

Her comment about trusting her, however, snapped him out of his remembrances of friends gone from the academy.

"I'd always trust you. I don't care what you can do. There's no power you could have that would make me think you were someone not to trust!" He reassured her with a smile and a gentle squeeze of her occupied arm. He'd trusted Dana, after all! And Arceus! And Arceus could do anything.

"I don't think she knew," Voile began with some thought and consideration. But she didn't bother to press the matter, because whether she did or not, those days were long since passed. The only thing that remained from them was a stagnant ethics professor.

When he squeezed her arm, her grasp about his tightened. Looking over to him, she nodded slowly as she heard him, wondering if he felt so the same if he truly understood where she was coming from. She was sure he knew of her prying ways. She'd told him, after all, rather early on in their relationship, because it was when she also said she wanted to get to know him without the need to do such a thing.

So perhaps he just didn't see how many people would be uncomfortable with that notion. Without a proper defence, chances were that Voile could make everyone an open book.

"I adore you," she found herself saying, without really catching it. At least not until it was already out, which caused her to clear her throat and she looked aside somewhat shyly. "That is, thank you for being so kind to me."

He remembered well enough what she'd told him she could do, and did do without meaning to most of the time. Feeling everyone elses emotions to the point where she couldn't tell what she was genuinely feeling. He honestly wouldn't mind so much, either. Being an open book for her. Even in his less than noble moments. He was a generally fairly honest person anyway.

"I adore you too!" he replied, not shyly in the slightest, his grin showing like 90% of all of his teeth. "And you don't have to thank me for being kind. I enjoy being kind to you, and you're probably even kinder to me so it's OK! It all evens out!"

She shook her head, a little more relieved that he wasn't putting her on the spot. For sometimes the heart had a way of speaking up before the tongue could catch it. Voile wasn't immune to that and it was easy to be honest around Sonny. Usually, anyway. Easy when it came to her feelings for him, and that was probably the best way to be.

"We are kind to each other. I think that is what matters. Not how much, but just simply that we are. But keep up that flattery, and people just might get jealous of me- seeing that such a nice guy is so nice to me."

"I don't think so." he replied with a chuckle and a small shake of his head. "They're more likely to be jealous of me than you."

Which might fall into the category of flattery, too. However, was it really flattery if he actually genuinely meant it?

They were getting closer to the dorms, now and he could almost taste that hot chocolate already!

"I'm glad we can be kind to each other. And just spend time together at all, really? I've missed it."

"Of you?" she asked somewhat quietly, as if trying to understand why exactly that would be. Voile was pretty sure she wasn't in high demand, but it wasn't like she hadn't been wrong before. But rather than arguing with him or trying to sound self-depreciating, she scooted in a little closer to him and settled her head against his shoulder.

"...Yes. Me too," the gardevoir finally agreed. "I should think I'd like to forget any of my other engagements and just spend today with you. Everything else can wait until later."

"OK!" Sonny replied. His instinct was to reassure her that if she had somewhere more important to be she should take care of that. Buuuut at the same time? He just really wanted to spend the rest of the day with her. And that was going to win out, for now.

The feeling of her hugged so tight against his arm was enough to give him goosebumps. How he'd missed this kind of contact with her! He almost wished that his dorm was actually further away so they could spend more time walking there! But as it happened, the door was in front of them all too soon.

He used his free hand to open it and peered inside - Looked as though they had it to themselves!

"Come in!" he said.

She waited until his appraisal of his room. But before she actually showed herself in, she did give an investigative glance around. Did she really have anything to hide? No, not necessarily. To be fair, however, Voile didn't want to wind up the centre of the rumour mill, and she doubted Sonny wanted to either.

Although perhaps the concept of being in a rumour with her wouldn't have been the worst thing ever.

Voile hurried herself in, but almost immediately slowed afterward, in favour of looking around with some consideration. How much had really changed since she'd last been there? She actually couldn't even remember the last time they were alone together in such a way. It had been some time she guessed.

"...Hm... This is a little more tidy than I was expecting," she admitted with a smile.

Sonny had never given 'The Rumor Mill' more than a passing thought. He really didn't care much what people thought of him. Though, that was mostly because he'd never really done anything to warrant the general populace thinking of him badly.

"Because I don't live with my Brother anymore? I think I should always try to be a little neater." he replied, removing his Ukulele from his computer chair and setting it aside so she had a place to sit if she wanted to sit there. "Mac is a really nice guy! I like him a lot! But it's still a little different than living with Vinnie."

The biggest difference was that the other side of the room was covered in weights and Mac's boxing memorabilia instead of being a miniature amazon rainforest.

Not wanting to seem rude, she did take the chair he offered. Crossing one leg over the other, her posture remained somewhat straight as she listened to him.

"That's right. Your roommate is Mac. I don't know him very well, but everyone here knows who he is. He's always seemed like a sweet boy. I bet he's very different from Vinnie, however. And why wouldn't he be? Mac's not into plants or flowers, I'll guess."

Just judging from a look around. "You're comfortable here, I take it. I should hope, anyway. It'd be just like you to sometimes just accept something when you didn't want it."

"I am comfortable!" He reassured her with a grin. "It's a lot of fun living with Mac! He really is very friendly and always doing and saying nice things. I think pretty much everyone likes him. And he's never been anything but kind to me - he made me assistant coach of the boxing club!" Which was a lot of fun. Sonny didn't know anything about the technical side of boxing, but he was OK at punching things.

He set about making sure his kettle was full and powered on so they could start making hot chocolate.

"And he doesn't mind me practicing my Ukulele, either. Or my snoring sometimes. At least, he never complains." Huh. Maybe it was Mac putting up with being uncomfortable? Hopefully not!

"Yeah... He's always seemed like a pretty great guy," Voile agreed with a nod. "I'm glad that since you're staying with someone, you're staying with someone very nice. It'd be a shame if you had to share space with someone who wasn't. Because then you'd probably just come to stay with me." Which she said in jest and she hoped he got that.

She was pretty sure he wouldn't actually do that. Although to be fair, it was unlikely that Cammy would even care. She'd probably be in full support of it, knowing her.

"But since you guys get along, that makes it a little easier for everyone, I guess. No fighting. No stress. Nothing like that. How simple."

"It is! Simple is good." he replied. There really was nothing complicated about his friendship with Mac Aroni.

He took a seat on the bed while he waited for the water to heat up.

"Oh! Did you want any snacks? I have some chips and some candy? I didn't know you would be coming over? Otherwise I would of made sure to have some fruit." He said, his tone a little apologetic towards the end. "Would you like me to go and get you some apples?"

Note to self: If she was going to be visiting more often - and fingers crossed that was the case - invest in a fruit bowl and something relevant to fill it with.

She shook her head at him quickly, "No, Sonny. Calm down. It's fine. You don't have to get me anything. The cocoa is enough, I promise you."

As she sat, she tried to remember how they spent time in the past together. There was an odd kind of tension that sat in her shoulders in the present, as if she couldn't recall. But older days were different. They were dating. That made a difference.

"Listening to you, you'd think this was the first time you got to be in such close proximity with me. What has you so up in arms?"

"No! It's not the first time. Not really. But it's the first time in a while so I guess I just want to make sure that you really enjoy yourself?" Because that increased the likelihood of it becoming a more regular occurrence, in his estimation. (Hey, he was way more likely to revisit a place if they fed him.)

"If you say the cocoa is enough that's good! But if you change your mind, I could go and get you something. OK? Just let me know! The kitchen isn't far away and it wouldn't be any trouble."

Once more, Voile found herself shaking her head. "No, no. I meant what I said. I'm perfectly satisfied with the cocoa. It's cute of you to fret, though." To be fair, Sonny was always cute, but that was a biased perspective speaking for her.

"If anything, I just like having you near me. If I'm allowed to say it. If I asked you to go somewhere, I wouldn't get to without seeing you. And you'd be so distracted that you wouldn't be interested in looking at me any further." In short, she was flirting with him.

Just a little, anyway.

His face went back to grinning. He could tell a little flirtation when he heard it, especially coming from her. And that set his cheeks to glowing in a way they hadn't in a while.

"You're allowed to say it! I really like to hear it. And it doesn't matter where I went, I would always be interested in looking at you further so don't worry about that, OK?"

Frankly, he could do nothing but look at her all day. Which is why it took him a good three or four seconds to realize that the water in the little electric kettle was well and truly boiling.

"If you stared at me while we were walking-" A pause ensued when she heard the kettle and after a moment's consideration, she continued, "-then you'd probably walk into something. Admiring a woman is dangerous work sometimes, so it's best to do it when you're not being so ridiculously mobile."

She began to lift out of her seat as she motioned at the kettle, "Do you need some help or do you have everything under control? I certainly don't mind giving you a hand if you need it."

"It would be worth it. So long as I didn't walk into a cacturne or something." Sonny replied, getting up to tend to the drinks.

"Nope! I can handle it! You're the guest so you don't have to do anything!" he replied, being as gracious a host as he knew how to do. He grabbed his container of instant cocoa packets and held it out toward her. "Pick a flavor?"

She seated herself again, but did lurch forward when he offered over the packets. As she leafed through them, she picked something reasonably simple. "Hm... How about just the chocolate with miniature marshmallows ~~AND BAILEYS~~? Simple enough and nothing too fancy."

Offering the packets back over to him, she smiled, "What is your favourite kind of cocoa?"

"~~BAILEYS~~ I love the candy cane kind." he said, pulling out a packet that had a diagonal red and white striped motif to it. "It's chocolatey and minty at the same time!"

He tore each packet open and tipped them into two cups before remembering something. "OH! Wow, I can't believe I nearly forgot!" he said, opening one of his desk drawers and pulling out a bag with actual regularly sized marshmallows in it. It had been opened already, but there were still a lot in there. "Do you want some in yours? How many?"

"Sounds... just like you, actually."

She tapped at her chin as she watched him, somewhat attentive. "Although I bet if they made a Doritos flavour, you'd go after it. Or a-" Should she have? Why not. "-one supposedly flavoured after me. I think you'd go for either of those as well."

As she leaned back in her chair, she fidgeted a little, which was really just her way of keeping herself busy. "Why don't you surprise me? I like marshmallows a lot and if you ask my preference, I might just have more marshmallows than cocoa."

"A Voile flavored cocoa?" he asked with a little snort. "I'd probably buy all of it!"

He didn't even know what it might taste like exactly, but hey. He was loyal to the brand.

"I didn't know you liked them that much!" he replied, pouring in the hot water and adding two marshmallows to each cup. Not enough to block her ability to drink the cocoa itself.

He walked over to the bed and handed her the cup with her selected cocoa in it. "Enjoy!"

"I knew it," she murmured to him gently. And she really did, too. She had a feeling if it had her name slapped on it, he'd get it. Love did that, right? Blinding people almost perfectly.

She took the cup he offered her and after a long drink, she smiled. Beamed, practically. "Thank you, Sonny. This is perfect. Nice and warm- unlike that snowfall out there."

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