She nods, still glaring at her hands. She stands, pushing in her stool, "I'm gonna go for a run, you wanna come?" She says suddenly, still looking anywhere but at him and his painting.

"Um, sure." He stands.

She nods, walking into her room to change. She walks back out a few minutes later in a loose sweatshirt and sweatpants, the sweatshirt had holes in it at the back for her wings. She tosses him some running clothes her brother left here. "Here, these should fit. He's about the same size as you, maybe a bit larger." She shrugs, putting her curls in a ponytail and grabbing her pair of black Nike's.

The clothes don't fit nearly as well as they look.

"To Lose?" She asks as he walks out.

"It's okay." He smiles awkwardly. "They're not ridiculously big."

She waves it off, calling her brother. "Hey, can you bring some of your old running clothes?" She asks into the phone. A few minutes later a portal opens and James steps out, holding a large pile of shirts and sweatpants and two pairs of new running shoes. He sets them on the couch, "Consider it a free donation." He chuckles, "They're new, I grow quickly so I underestimated my size." He shrugs, ruffling Holly's hair and waving to Tirou before walking back into the portal and disappearing.

He smiles gratefully and finds some clothing that fits better.

She quickly grabs two bookbags, tossing one to Tirou and shouldering hers. "Ready?" She asks, opening her bag to make sure everything she needs is in it. She then opens Tirou's, seeing everything they could possibly need.

"Yep!" He smiles.