Chase could feel the tears welling in her eyes. But she choked them back. "But.. I can handle Ne'Os.. he seems to like me, I mean, we've met before, he saved my life Andrew.." she pulled her hand back away from him and turned her face away, trying to wipe her eyes without him seeing. She stared out the window at the passing scenery and bit her lip. Where had this come from, all these fears about Ne'Os. She spun to look at him again. The mask still firmly in place now that the tears were gone. "He's dead though! Ne'Os, YOU Killed him! How could he come back? He isn't You-Know-Who Andrew!"
The anger startled even her. She wasn't expecting the biting words, or the tone, her eyes flashed anger and she had to calm herself. Why was she angry? This was ANDREW! Not.. Not Vito Dee Symons! She took a deep breath and looked away again. "I'm sorry.. I just.. I don't understand." She couldn't keep the whine out of her voice, the begging, pleading tone. She looked back at him, and avoided his eyes. "Andrew.. please.. I.. I love you." She whispered staring at him, reaching out her hand carefully. Just then, Sylvia hooted. She jumped and stood up, grabbing her owl, she moved to the window and let her out. The bird took off, and Chase stood there, closing the window slowly, and stayed there, her back to him, half hoping he would come up behind her, tell her he was joking, laugh and hug her. But somehow, she knew he wouldn't.