"She has a point. It's okay if they have chocolate chips, though. Thank you for offering!" She beams at Yang and Skyla, happy to have people care about others at a time like this.

"What were you doing at midnight? You seem to look like fire or ash."

Skyla thought about what she did last night, "Well, I remember turning off my sister's nightlight as normal, but I didn't think that was at midnight. Then again, I wasn't really looking at my clock when I did that."

"Then maybe it has something to do with light and darkness..'

Hunrin lifted his outline from the blossom and smiled. This one had stayed together! He made a couple more, and it seemed to get easier each time he did it. Except, now Hunrin had a plethora of blossom outlines with no stems and nothing to do with them. Carefully placing the blossoms upside-down, he began drawing lines straight up and out of them. He then picked up the "stems" and grouped them together like a bouquet. Building up his courage, Hunrin walked up to the door again and knocked on it, a little harder this time.

"Maybe it does, though what could it be ecxactly? I haven't been going around accidentally blinding people due to how overwhelmed I've been," Skyla was startled by a knock on the door, "You better go get that. It's probably another person in the same situation as we are."

Yang walked towards the door ad opened it,"You can come in, survivor." Yang didn't even ask if he was in the same thing they were in, of course he was.

Hunrin smiled at the girl who opened the door. She looked a little pale, like she hadn't been outside in a while. This was turning out to be one strange dream. Geezums! "Survivor?" That sounds a little down for a dream. Maybe a flower will cheer her up. He took one of his drawn blossoms and gave it to her as he walked into the house. Hunrin waited for her just inside, not wanting to accidentally snoop in the wrong rooms. While he waited, he marveled at her wonderful hair, wondering if her could draw something like that, too.