Aoi gigled and followed.

Ifera leaned forward and rested her chin on her hand. "I'm talking to you. So that counts." She said smirking. "But you should get back inside before Archie's goons hear our voices. I'm going to stay out here a while longer." Ifera said as she shooed him towards the direction of the house.

"Why would I want to go back inside? If I'm inside, they would have a higher chance of catching me. Why are you outside? We could both get caught and shot for talking."

"Well I technically wouldn't mid one of they finding me." Ifera said indicating to her butter knife." I was planning to- she dragged a finger across her throat- one of them anyways."

"With a butter knife," said Dash, raising an eyebrow skeptically. "You plan to murder someone with a butter knife."

Ifera lifted an eyebrow. "You have a problem with that?"

Dash stumbled back. "Nope. I'm sure you can do a great deal of damage with a butter knife."
Ay walked in. "Uh, did I miss something or am I hallucinating this?"

(Ay came to the garden?)

Ifera stood up "threateningly" and decided to toy with him. "Would you like to see how much damage it can do?" She said twirling it between her fingers and advancing upon him, trying to conceal a chuckle.

Maxwell smiled sadly, " One quite day in may in the rain.. She passed away from a sickness she had been fighting for years, we still wanted children.. but we both knew she was much too weak to carry a child.. but oh how she wanted to give me a child, and raise it with me.. I don't blame you for what happened, but after you were born she was weakened and she.. she died due to her more weakened state. " He tried to keep himself composed, but it was very hard to as seen from his expression, which though warm help great pain.

(For some reason. Also because Dash is too shy to have any fun in conversations)
"If you can do anything other than bounce if off my forehead, sure," Ay yawned, flicking his own knife into his hand.