Is that good or bad?



His hazel eyes, empty as the sky, stared right through her.

She stared back at him, not letting go yet.

Probably good. After that, the siren heads to the kitchen, bringing with him supplies.

He continued to stare.


The cook fey ignore him

" Dad? " She said again.

Hes got some sort of weird meat, along with some kind of pink-colored seaweed. They have no idea what the heck either thing is, but they do know that the meat smells foul and the seaweed smells weirdly like garlic.

Nope. Still nothing.



Well, let him take it. They probably wouldn't have used it anyway.

She stares at him for a few moments, then sighs and lets go.

He grabs a small pot and a wooden spoon, then sets it on a stove, fills it with water, and dumps the strange plant into it.

He immediately went back to playing the piano, pounding the keys.


They all maneuver around him