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"Miss Cagalli?"
Lacus knocked upon the wooden door, patiently waiting for a response from within. She was certain she had seen her come this way earlier.
"Are you almost ready?" she asked, knocking one more time. "If we don't hurry we're going to be late. I would hate to keep everyone waiting."
"Oh my, it certainly is lively this evening. What is all the fuss about? I do hope everyone is getting along."
It was almost frightening how quickly the time had gone. Why it seemed only the other day that she had been rescued and brought upon the archangel. So very much had happened in the past year, a lot that was very difficult to think upon sometimes, but when Lacus looked around and saw all the happiness around her, it made things a bit easier.
The house had grown quite loud; it was the one night of the year they allowed the children to stay up later waiting for the countdown to the new year. Leaving them in the care of the Father and Miss Ramius, Lacus peered over, trying to catch a special someone's gaze.
"Kira, might I borrow you for a moment?"
"Good morning sleepy head," the pink haired girl smiled, brightening to see her newest guest beginning to stir. She had been very worried, he'd slept much longer than they expected. But it looked like he was starting to recover, at least physically. His eyes still always looked so sad to her. He'd been hurt very deeply... hadn't he?
Behind her a trio of haros came hoping in, all cheering quite loudly as they too greeted him. They had all already grown so fond of him, it was as if he'd always been here. "Come now, he just woke up," she scolded the blue haro that was bouncing quite eagerly on the bed. "That isn't very polite, off with you all now."
She turned back to face him, her smile apologetic beneath warm blue eyes. "How are you feeling this morning? The doctors said that you might be allowed out of bed soon. Oh! Are you hungry? I've made you some breakfast if you would like some."
