[center]Christian watched Ryanair turn away from him, and he nodded in return, his brow twitching when Clara wanted him to head off. It was quite curious -- and he could have laughed at Ryanair’s words. He’d be lucky if Clara didn’t hurt him too much, although, maybe she [i]would[/i] hold back this time around considering how she was suddenly acting. 

He soon finished his coffee and he was up to wash the cup before putting it away. He’d headed back to the living room with a stretch of his arms over his head before he ran a hand through his hair. Everyone was gathering for the ceremony that was to take place, and part of him felt a bit out of place in the group. He’d almost questioned if he should attend, but he did suppose that they’d all been around each other enough in that mansion over the past few weeks... It probably would be rude of him not to attend. 

He was pulled from his thoughts as soon as he heard Kieran, and he had to keep himself in check for a moment. Regardless of how things might have been progressing, Christian still couldn’t bring himself to trust the male. He’d held quite the grudge over what he’d done to Clara and perhaps she could somehow move on, Christian wasn’t so sure he could ever forgive him. 

“I suppose so --” Christian began, his words short at first, although, he realized he did need to keep his manners in check. “Not sure it would give the right impression if I did not attend.” He commented, and his brow twitched once more at Kieran’s comment. It would be a perfect world if his two fledglings could get along, wouldn’t it? His hands shoved deep into his pockets suddenly before he looked towards the door. “I take it Clara has started to warm up to him...” Surprising to say the least, he still wasn’t sure what had caused the change. 


Meanwhile, Clara eyed Ryanair as he stepped outside and into the snow. She hardly enjoyed the stuff - once you were in it you were inevitably going to be soaked by the time you came back in. Even so, it would make things more of a challenge. Having to shove their way through the snow would add a bit of extra weight onto each of them. 

She watched him carefully, her arms crossed about her chest before she had finally decided to step outside, her pant legs already starting to dampen, but the chill of the air hardly affected her. While he’d been playing around, she leaned down and scooped up a little bit of snow, balling it up tight in her hands before she launched it his way. 

“Your move.” She taunted with a small smirk and she rolled her shoulders in anticipation. [/center][@Arista]