"I need a place to stay... That girl with the wings said I was supposed to ask someone named Camille if I could stay longer than a night."

Camille raised her eyebrow. "Camille, hu? What if this Camille wasn't so forgiving? If she didn't allow you to stay, where would you go?" she asked tonelessly.

"Back on the street, I guess..."

Camille narrowed her eyes. "You may stay here, but if I find that you have fainted again, you won't be here for long. The Brotherhood has no need for damsels in distress," she said bitterly.

"I only fainted because I had to use Replay... it's not easy... and I thought Camille had to say I could stay?"

I walk in and see Camille. "Hey Camille. Who's this?" I point the other girl.

"You're Camille?"

Camille smiled grimly at Sylvia. "Indeed. Disappointed?" she said slowly. "Hello Kale," she said looking over to him.

"So what's going on?"

"No... not disappointed... just didn't expect it..."

Camille shook her head at the girl. "Nothing really, how is your head?" she asked Kale, keeping her cold gaze on Sylvia.

Sylvia seemed to shrink under Camille's gaze. She whimpered, slightly.

"It's better. Thanks."

Camille noted Sylvia whimpering and she rolled her eyes. "Go on, then. Find a room and get situated before Erik sees the state of you," she said to her carelessly. Camille turned back to Kale. "The stitches on your head will be removed before the ones in your side. It isn't as severe as that one."

Sylvia ran out of the room quickly, but paused at the doorway. "Thank you..." She ran upstairs.