*jumps, but then sees who it is* Oh, hi Tatiana! I haven’t seen you in a while. How are you?……..
… Privet. c:
I could not quit sneezing and now I find out why…
:: fiddles with a lock of hair :: Are you sick, Zima…?
Hardly, It just means some one is speaking about me behind my back. -reaches over and takes her hand- Have you found a friend?
Is that so…? How odd. Though you are looking a bit peakier than usual; perhaps you should sleep. :: smirks a bit :: Maybe.
I am not peaky! -huffs- Though I would never say no to a nap with you my dear heart.