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"Oh it'll be awesome"

"I... I dunno..."

"Uh..." she glances at Dagmar "...Masey, not sure we're quite ready for satyr party room."

Masey was all eager to set it up, but hears Dagmar and stops at the door "Well... how about I just see what the options are and let you guys decide when you hear about it?"

"I don't want to be a BULLY Goat." Dead pan

A snerk at that. "You've been waiting to say that."

"Okay, so...you won't be mad if we decide it's not for us?"

"Oh furious, then I'll see a cute ass two seconds later and forget all about it," she grins "Nah, it's good. everyone moves to their own beat."

"Okay, cool. Let's check it out, Dagmar. Masey's on our side, and I'll be your wingman. If you wanna leave, I'll leave with you. Promise."

She chews on her lower lip.

"Maybe?"

'Hey you two talk about it, so on. I'll stay in touch" Masey, and her hair, step on out

"Bye, Maze!"

"Byeee" can be heard

and the two are alone, well, save for Odin who is back here as well

Sylvi starts sorting out her things and bringing them to her room. "The last time we went dancing with her, we had a blast, remember?"

"In fact, as I recall, you were teaching her dreamer some dance moves!"

Dagmar is VERY purple, but she nods.

"Masey's a lot of fun, yeah."

"Yeah, she is." A grin. "And I'm serious...I've got your back. If whatever it is turns out to be too much for either of us, we leave as a team. Okay?"

"I mean, sure."

"Satyr parties are... easier, maybe."

"Yeah?"

"Well, with the music?"

A blush of her own, but not a shame-faced one. "Yeah. I mean...maybe it's not particularly troll-y of me, but...I don't mind it. I mean, I think I'd mind it a LOT if somebody used it against me, like trying to use me or something. But...that hasn't been the case."

Odin wants pets. Head bumping Dagmar

She scoops up the tom and gives chin-scritches. "Like.. yeah. Easier."

"I mean, I dunno, maybe it's nice to feel normal for a little bit?"

A grin. "Normal. You mean, like...relaxed?"

She nods.

"Yeah. I'm glad you're giving yourself a chance at that. Hope you don't mind me saying."

"I..." She starts, then shrugs.

"I made coffee."

"Talk about things that help relax me," she says with a grin as she goes to get a mug.

"Right?" A small smile.

She takes a sip, sighs with pleasure, and takes a seat at the table.

It must be said, the coffee options are excellent

Odin purrs like a rusty chain saw at the rubs

"That's right." She rests her cheek against Odin. "Spoiled little goblin."

Sylvi looks at the two of them with a grin.

"So...um...Colton visited me at Goldfinch."

"Yeah? You okay?"

She looks up at the ceilings and sighs. "I mean...kinda?"

"But?"

"He was..." a pause "...he got me a gift. A really expensive one. I got him a mug. Felt awkward."

"Ohhhh, yeah."

"He's probably not over you yet."

"Yeah, y'know?" A wry grin. "He was telling me that he'd gone on a date, and I was actually glad to hear it...but then he tells me how it screwed it up, and I wanted to kick his ass."

She squints. "Oh no."

"Do I wanna know?"