She stood abruptly. "I'm going to go take a shower." She grabbed her bag from off the table and going into the bathroom

"Okay." He said quietly,still rocking himself. He kept his breathing calm and made sure not to think to much to cause himself to much stress of just the situation.

She made sure to close the door behind her, quickly taking a shower, only taking around five, ten minutes

Those whole minutes he stayed right where he was,not making any move really. He was just ... there. Head down and breathing shallow and slow,he was keeping himself as calm as he could.He made sure not to cry.

Electa cam back into the bedroom wearing a pair of navy blue sweat pants to match the shirt she had on, her dark hair looking towel-dried. The shirt she had on wasn't sleeveless, but on her bicep, it was possible to see a black AK in gothic lettering.

He peaked up at her for reasons unknown,and he saw the gothic lettering. He felt his angel half reel away as if it knew the danger but he didn't move,he himself only knew she was a dangerous gun girl still. He ignored how nice she looked in the outfit and put his head back down on his knee's.

"Look, Vexin..." Electa paused. She was frowning, tapping her knee with her hand. "I, um...I know that all of this must be really hard for you. I mean, having to leave your family and...everything."

"Not like it matters." he said softly,voice muffled into his pants. "My parents wouldn't notice..."

She was about to say something before thunder boomed overhead and it was like she shivered, but...jumped at the same time.

His head lifted quickly in shock,just in time to see her do so. "Um...you alright..Electa?" It took him a moment to remember Gun Girls name.