She did huff and cross her arms as Taning flailed his arms about in explanation. And then she promptly ignored him the rest of the way. At least, Anya comforted her, it wasn't as bad as it was in Mexico.

It made Yulia hiss.

She was calmer, though. Not as angry as she used to be, although still a bit irritable. She didn't feel the need to punch Taning's nose in is face, or the urge to cut him into ribbons. That would be... progress. (Josh would be proud.)

Yulia frowned when Taning opened her door with his magic. She could never understand why he kept insisting to show off like that. He had hands, he should use them. Idiot.

"We just happened to walk in the same direction," she said. Which she really didn't mean to say-- it was different in her head, but her mouth ran off before her thoughts could form properly.

Ah well.