You Don't Ask For Much, Do You?

There was a comforting silence in the rec room. The whole house was peaceful, the adults having gone to bed a long time ago.

Now, only the three of them were awake, but no one was speaking.

Ye Yao Zu let out a soft sigh and got more comfortable on the couch. He had missed quiet like this. The comforting kind, not the silence that came at his house where it was a precursor to something worse.

"It's not good to sleep with it in, you know," he heard the low voice of his friend as he talked to the small child on his lap.

"I'm getting used to it," she sighed. "I might have a roommate in name only, but that doesn't mean that she doesn't have a key to the room and could come home at any time."