All of her chairs had been pulled from around her home. Nothing really matched and everything had a lived in, well loved feel. Safi had taken her desk chair for herself, doing her best to take the least comfortable chair so her guests could have the best. It had a hard back and a well worn cushion of blue and white stripes, the white faded to a dusty brown, the blue also dusty. It came with living in the desert.
Cuss, Tamoriel and Ardis had the couch. She'd gotten out her favourite reading chair for the younger, excited chaos that was missing one leg. Safi would be a liar if she didn't see a little bit of racket in him and lying more if she said there wasn't a bit of favouritism for it. Sobis was given a comfortable enough chair, but certainly the least comfortable of all the guests. Safi wasn't perfect nor had she ever claimed to be. An ex-hierarchy, though redeemed, was still ex-HIERARCHY.
Favouritism continued through to the teacups, Ishin having her absolute favourite and the only one without a chip, all the way to Sobis who had a... a mug. She used that mug for... well nothing she wasn't even sure why she had a mug to be honest. No, she was a teacup girl through-and-through. Sobis didn't seem to mind, in fact he didn't seem to like the idea of having a tea cup at all. Well good, it was lost on him anyway.
The seraphim took a careful sip of tea as she processed the groups last few days.
"Well it certainly sounds thrilling... and worrisome." She pursed her lips and looked to Faen, "Although Einsor being up to no good is hardly news, this seems to be a spreading thing... And taking over a Chaos... Well that would certainly up their ranks if they slowly started collecting Chaos not associated with with the Hierarchy, be they Original Thought or chaos like yourselves..." She smiled and looked to Cuss, "By the way you have quite the way with words, story telling is a gift not many possess in this day." Though there were a few more swear words than she would have liked, that just showed he was being honest.
Tamoriel had told a lot but it seemed a bit more to the point, "And your details were very suiting for a seraphim under Yepha. I'm sorry to hear that your circumstances have... forced you away from her. You would serve her better than myself, I think."
Cuss blinked and, were his cheeks turning a bit pink?
"Oh uh, thanks." He smiled and drummed his fingers over the top of the laptop wondering if he should have told Einsor off in that e-mail. Ah well...
"But that's essentially... the whole story. I don't think I've had so many close calls in so short a time period. Hopefully we're through the worst of it now..." Cuss laughed, "Ugh, I'm not even sure what we're doing to be honest. We got the treasure, fixed Ishin up and de-nanoed Sobis so..."
Safi smiled, "As I said, you're welcome to stay here as long as you like, so long as you don't cause any trouble in town." Safi frowned, "Faen has a hard enough time, I don't want my home getting a worse reputation because of you."