Lilura nods obediently, sitting on the couch before rethinking and getting up. "Do you thinks she literally meant don't touch anything? Or am I allowed to sit down and stand on the floor?" She asks Casey and Akira.

Casey sighed, in a kind of bad mood at the moment. "No," he said sarcastically. "You can't touch anything. Yes! Of course you can stand and sit on the floor."

"Sorry. Okay." Lilura says, sitting down, biting her lip. "I didn't mean to make you angry." She says, folding her legs up to her chest.

"It wasn't you. I just...can't help but feel a little suspicious. A little lost. I haven't been out of that prison for so long. It's kind of like when an animal is in captivity for too long. It doesn't know how to act when it's set free."

"Then I'll have to reteach you how to have fun, be a human again." Lilura says, half joking.

"Yeah," he said, agreeing with her in a solemn voice. "You might have to."

Lilura stands up, "First lesson, this is a hug. It's a sign that someone cares about you." She whispers, hugging Casey.

He stiffened at the contact. He couldn't remember the last time someone had hugged him. It was weird to hear that someone cared about him and he was tempted to ask why. After the initial shock, however, he found himself hugging her back

Lilura places her head on his chest, closing her eyes. She knew she had to continue before someone a) barged in and/or b) Casey decided that enough was enough. "You're already a pro." She says, backing up just a tiny bit, smiling up Casey as butterflies flew tight circles in her stomach. To be truthful, she didn't really know in what places Casey was lacking and where he needed her help, but she figured she might try to shoot for the stars. "Ready for lesson two?"

He nodded, his throat so tight he was unable to speak.