hotel room / basket weaving

The entire predicament of broken souls was an odd subject to Roxanne if she was being honest, she probably would never know how it felt to be someone else and you shared or had shared a soul together. She doubted that she would ever be put into that situation but it did get the gears grinding in her mind even if it did usually ended up with her having a headache considering how both of the boys had been arguing when they had first seen each other. The Captain noticed the small group that had decided to go by the Temple and it made her curious, she began to change her beeline to towards the shore and to the Temple with both of her ears perked forward, her whiskers twitching lightly. It didn't take long to see that Keona, Roan, and the two stooges were currently present.

"I hope you're not already causing trouble, Brandy. You just got home," Came the teasing voice of the draconic feline, she would brush up against Roan feeling his tension so she decided to stick close to him. The boy was much too stressed and she would have to pull him away from his duties at some point, she would touch her nose to his cheek only to murmur quietly "I hope they aren't giving you any trouble, my little ram." The last bit she would coo out but before her son could say anything, her attention diverted over to Riftweaver. It didn't seem like Brandy Brandy his other half, regardless, Rox would sigh and shake her head knowing that boys will be boys. "That's quite a nice basket that you've constructed, Brandy." She decided to say at last as she sat down glancing over to Keona offering her a greeting.