Aware that Rick had stopped speaking, Amelie released herself from her pokeball and found him asleep on a stranger's couch. Her face softened and she smoothed back his hair to nuzzle his forehead before getting her bearings.... A beautiful room with elegant furnishings much unlike the homely things where she currently stayed. Probably not as comfortable, either... They reminded her of her childhood home, with the lace on the table and knick-knacks on full display to spur admiring conversation...
It was quite late, and though she did give Ahiru a chaste warning about staying out so late in such dangerous conditions, Rosemary admitted that she probably was safer than the jynx would admit with the company she brought. The poor boy barely could stand to stay awake long enough, they found, and Ahiru hadn't been much better. So, with a soft kiss on her cheek, Rose sent Ahiru off to bed.
By now, she closed the door to her charge's bedroom and let herself breathe a moment and calm her heart down. She had been more worried than she let on, and seeing little Rue safe and sound made it all the better.
As she descended down the stairs, Rosemary heard of soft thump downstairs, as if something heavy had suddenly fallen on the floor. Her lips pulled slightly tight as she approached where Rick slept. If it were those mightyena that seemed to curse their good doctor so much, they were going to wish that they had stayed at his house rather than hers.
