(If you do! ^^ I think we may have typed ourselves into a rather blandish corner. XD)

(I think so.)

Aiden helped Murys mother cleaning the dishes.

Abigail smiled at Aiden as he helped her with the dishes. "Thank you kind sir." She teased him slightly as Mury brought in some more dishes. She looked at her daughter squinting her eyes. "Mury, you don't look so good. Go lay down." She said simply and Mury basically proved her right by not arguing and nodding. She looked fairly pale as she walked out and up the stairs. Abigail looked over at Aiden a little sadly. "You've been taking good care of my baby girl?" She asked him wondering.

"Yes I have, please excuse me." Aiden said and took off to go follow Mury. "Are you okay?" He asked her.

Abigail couldn't help but smile a little when he went off after Mury.

Mury looked over at Aiden nodding a little smiling weakly. "I'm fine. Just some jet lag. . ." She said quietly walking up a few steps before pausing breathing a little oddly.

Aiden tilted his head, "I know jet lag, and that sure as he'll isn't jet lag." Aiden carefully grabbed her arms.

Mury frowned blinking a few times. "Well, I said I was fine." She said stepping up another stair wobbling a little.

Aiden waited to see if she could climb up the stairs.

Mury didn't know if she could actually finish going up the stairs and stepped up to the next on her hand on the wall to steady her. "Did you want to talk about something Aiden?" She asked him looking back. Her face was extremely pale looking next to her bright red hair.

"Later," Aiden said "You don't look well. Let me help you." Aiden reached to help her.