Brian woke Khaat when lunch arrived. She felt better when she woke, and she was able to eat. Brian was glad to see her eat, and he knew how much she loved Michael's cooking. Once Khaat had eaten, she got up. Her chill was gone. She felt like she was going to fight a cold, but that was minor. And if it were caught early enough, she might avoid it. She figured she'd ask her father when he got there tonight. She went into the bathroom washed up and refreshed herself. Then she dressed. She simply picked jeans and a simple pink hoodie and a pair of socks. She wasn't planning on going outside.
By the time she was dressed, Brian had refreshed himself too. He sent the dishes back downstairs. "Shall we go downstairs?" he asked.
"Please?" she asked quietly.
"Khaat, just one thing. Stop running. It was only a misunderstanding. Come to me before you run. You're not alone anymore. You have me. Just come ask."
"I will try," she agreed.
"That's all I ask. Come on. Let's go downstairs." They went downstairs together, finding a poker game in process. Otto and Snidely scampered over to see Khaat excitedly.
"It's good to see you too," she said, petting Otto and hugging Snidely.