That was a pretty good idea, actually. But, Gian didn't think he could stay on the naga's bed all the time. At least, he can't see himself on his nest - though bigger as Shadow had suggested. Blinking as he stopped by the door to turn and look over his shoulder, he grinned at Blake. "Or you could tell me; I can threaten him for you." That, or he could use his most powerful weapon: the silent treatment. Johnny wouldn't fare well with that, he was sure.

Gian went straight to his room to sleep. He was rather disappointed, though, when he didn't see the naga but he'd thought otherwise. Does Alfie sleep well on a bed like his or a nest? Flopping down the bed and noting the lingering smell of the activity they'd done not very long ago, he gave a little smile and snuggled against a pillow. It'd be good if he could have perverted dreams of the naga or of them both.

Hebs took off the towel and looked at his hand. Sure wasn't a very nice sight. He just hoped it wouldn't scar. After all, feeling a rough skin on his scales isn't exactly the most pleasing of touches. At least, when he was touching himself. It was something he's gotten used to with hands that felt a little padded and smooth. Sighing a bit, he went to the fridge to get a couple blocks of small ice and leaned by the counter. What Shadow was wearing after showering, though, was really good. It made the snake man flush a little at the image of Shadow popping up in his head. Letting his eyes slide shut, he sighed again and tilted his head a bit to the side. It'd be nice if he'd dress up like that on casual days. He thought to himself as his eyes fluttered halfway open and watched his hand hold the ice. His hand was growing numb by the second.

Kenichi wouldn't know if he could handle Rousel but if the siren stayed away, he definitely wouldn't have a problem. In fact, he'd even be at awe and would watch him if he'd get the chance. He hadn't seen him yet, though, but he was surely enjoying his stay with the family of freaks. It was probably enough to explain why he was relaxing really well right now.

Gian took note of that. In fact, he'd even shifted to lay on his stomach and reached out to his bedside drawer to get a pen and a paper out. He was scribbling his number when he'd heard his door knob. Blinking, the boy had just turned to look over his shoulder when he'd felt those familiar pair of arms and tail wrap around him. Gian made a face and he finished up writing his number on the pad before putting it on the table. Managing to turn around so his chest would be in level with Alfie's face, he looked down and smiled in amusement. The irritation he'd had a while ago disappeared in an instant. Alfie sure was cute like this. With Gian's arm propped up on the bed, he reached out with his free hand and brushed a few strands of hair away from the naga's face.

Shadow was right. Perhaps, it'd be better if they shared a room. Will Alfie be okay sleeping on a normal bed, though, instead of a nest? "You'll be cold if you're not on your nest," he mumbled before he'd leaned in to press a light kiss onto those soft lips. Not that he minded. He actually liked the feeling of Alfie being this close and the feeling of being needed. Gian settled down as well and tucked his arm under his own head while he let out a quiet and deep breath. His eyes had slid shut a few minutes later; a few more minutes had passed then when the boy had fallen asleep.

Hebs' heart jumped up and out of his mouth in that split second Shadow had made his entrance. He was well aware that he should be used to Shadow's powers but to have him reply to his thoughts is just extremely unsettling. "Does it matter?" he asked as he watched the fallen angel take the ice and do that. It had him smiling just a tad. "I was thinking it could just be here in the house." Fisting his hand a couple of times and then moving that hand up to give Shadow's jaw a playful punch, he added, "Yes, yes. I'll remember that, dad." Leaning in, the snake man snatched a kiss from him and smiled. "Not tired yet? I was thinking you'd be after the show." Well, their nap a while ago, before the show, would explain the extra stamina he was still having running through his veins.

Gian supposed he could do with heat lamps. There won't be a need for a blanket for chilly nights like these. At least, that was what he'd be thinking if he were awake.

Hebs shook his head. "I'm not telling you to dress up like you are now outside," he started, reaching up with his burnt hand to play a little with Shadow's earlobe while the other nibbled on his jaw. Though he knew he had really no say in what Shadow should or should not wear, Hebs just thought he'd voice out his own thoughts. It wouldn't hurt anyone if he did so, at least. Raising his eyebrows a little at the other's tone, he had his hand resting on the back of Shadow's head while his head tilted a bit so he could get a good look at him. "I don't mind talking about that tomorrow but if you insist to doing that today, I don't mind that either."

Hebs had only noticed that now but he didn't say anything about it. Instead, he'd only let his hand move down to rest on the side of Shadow's neck. "Settling in would be the very first thing we should be doing," he started, his head leaning in a bit to the other's fingers running through his hair, "And, maybe, getting straight to what we're supposed to do once we get to the villa. That is, if neither of us are tired." He didn't think Kratos can work when his body's weak. In fact, with a power like his, he'll need all the sleep he can get.

It was probably the reason why he tends to sleep a lot. Now that Hebs thought about it anyway. Hebs' eyes moved up to meet Shadow's own. "Are you sure you really want to go through with this, talking to Damon?" Hebs was well aware of the fact that both Shadow and Damon could get together. If that happens, he really won't have much of a say in it even if he wanted to possess him. After all, he was just an outsider who happened to be more than interested in the fallen angel. It'd be ultimately Shadow's decision that would end this torturous waiting of his.

Hebs moved closer to lean his forehead against Shadow's own. "I should go first," he started as he met the fallen angel's gaze, "That way, you and he; you could catch things up with him. You miss him, don't you?" It always was in Hebs' nature to not be selfish. Though he'd want to, for once, with Shadow, there was that inner turmoil that was bothering the hell out of him. He let his eyes slide shut and he pulled back after a few seconds of silently thinking to himself.

Going off to find a towel so he could wet it and wrap it around his burn, Hebs idly wondered what kind of person Damon was. And, will Kratos be okay with searching for Damon's soul and attaching it to the man's body? Were there healing abilities in Kratos' power?

That just meant Kratos will need all the rest he can get. "Maybe talking to Damon will have to wait until Kratos is ready." With the merman at his side, though, he was pretty sure he could encourage him. "Is your villa really big?" he asked, hoping to change the train of conversation as he turned to look at Shadow and raised his eyebrows a little, "Maybe you could tour us around or we can have everyone go on their ways to check out your villa."

Hebs started boiling hot water as he pulled out what looked like a box of tea bags from the cabinet atop. The snake man held this box up a bit to show it to Shadow, silently asking him if he wanted one or not.

Hebs prepared two cups and took two tea bags before he'd returned the box back in the overhead cabinet. Surprise was apparent on his features when he'd heard Shadow talk and ask him that question. It had him snapping his gaze up to meet the fallen angel's gaze. "That's all right," he started before he'd chuckled, "Less beds for me to clean up. But, I don't mind either way." And, he really didn't mind either way. He enjoyed sleeping with Shadow.

His presence is unusually calming. "That would be a good idea," he said with a nod, "We can do that first after settling in or after a couple hours of rest."

Hebs blinked a bit and chuckled. There was a slight flush on his cheeks. "I'd like that," he started before he'd smiled and put the cups on a little plate. He was still waiting for the water to boil. After their tea, and the few days will pass, Hebs wondered what the outcome of their little trip would be. Would it be for the best? Or would things get worst? What will get worst? As these questions roamed about his head, he grew silent - much silent now even when he was sipping his tea.

Neither was Hebs. In fact, he was quite thankful he'd been woken because if he hadn't been woken, he didn't think he'd be able to wake up at all. It was too comfortable sleeping with Shadow and if this continued on, Hebs might not just be able to do what he should be doing around this time. "Isn't this the first time our family's traveling?" he asked as he yawned and stretched his arms out above him, he listened to the hustle and bustle outside, looking quite amused.

Kratos, on the other hand, looked annoyed. And, that continued on until the later part of the morning. It got a lot worst, too, when he'd seen and heard what this Rousel was doing to his siren. "Stay away," he snarled at the big siren as he glared sharply at him. His size didn't faze him at all. In fact, he didn't even back down. Kenichi came to see what was happening and looked in awe at both Rousel and Léan. This was the first time he was seeing them. After all, all he saw was Gian, Alfie, Shadow and Hebs.

Speaking of Gian, he had just finished packing and was putting it together with both Shadow's and Hebs' bags. He didn't pack for Alfie, thinking he'd already packed himself. Whistling, though, when he'd heard one lewd comment on Léan from Rousel, he turned to look at Shadow. "Will Kratos and Rousel be okay? They don't look like they'll get along too well." Kenichi blinked and he supposed that was true. Hebs only smiled. "What a lively bunch we have this morning. Breakfast's almost ready."

Go for the simplest breakfast when there was less time and more people: a mug of coffee, bacon, eggs, and toast.

Kratos grunted and crossed his arms over his chest. He didn't like this Rousel character at all. Hell, he was even quite tempted to attack him in his sleep using his minions. "Annoying bastard," he mumbled under his breath before he'd gotten onto the back of the van and tossed his duffel bag at the corner. Sitting by the tank, he continued glaring at Rousel. Just what the hell was Shadow thinking adding him into their family?

The close distance, of course, bothered Kenichi. In fact, he'd stepped a couple of steps away until he was at least three to four meters away from him. "Nice to meet you," he started, smiling a little as he raised his hand a bit. That grin, though, made him inwardly cry. He was going to be in trouble with this one, isn't he?

Hebs turned to look at Shadow. "Could you maybe help me with the toast?" he asked him as he moved his gaze to Gian, "And you with the coffee?" Gian nodded and went on ahead to the kitchen to help prepare breakfast.

Kratos didn't hear it. He chose not to hear it anyway. Crossing his arms over his chest, he yawned and decided to take a little nap while he waited for the others. Breakfast can wait. Hebs knew what to do, after all, if he misses it. Kenichi, on the other hand, shook his head at Rousel's words. "A-Anything but near me," he started as he flushed in embarrassment, "Marine creatures... they scare me but I'm in awe of them - of you - from afar." The white-haired male nervously played with the tips of his hair - the few strands anyway that fell over his shoulder.

Just as Alfie had asked that, a screech of what sounded like wheels could be heard. It was Johnny. At least, the way the car door opened and then shut reminded Johnny of how he'd done it back when he was a kid. "He's here," he answered Alfie's question with a grin but resumed his way to the kitchen. He'd already introduced Blake to Johnny once; he'd also introduced his, well, love interest. At least, Johnny had thought of it that way with the way the two were flirting with each other.

Johnny adjusted his glasses onto the bridge of his nose and went toward the house. He'd seen that familiar patch of purple hair and a few new other faces. One with the white hair and the other... an octopus? Strange creatures, was all he'd thought before he'd stood in front of the boy. "Come on. We better get going. I have your room ready and I need to get more work done." He was reminded, though, of Shadow's request through Gian when he'd seen the dear merman with the life man. There were papers he'd left in the car; a couple of places but it was a start. They were different possible black markets in the country that Arcturus could be in.

"On second thought, go put your bag in the car. I'll be right there." With that said, he'd went on ahead back to the car to grab the said envelope and turned to the white-haired stranger. He was rather pretty. Strange for a man. "You. Where's Gian?" The white-haired man was startled but he'd pointed to the front door. "K-Kitchen," he'd stuttered, looking quite troubled and anxious. Who was this man? He looked... authoritative. Almost like some sort of serial killer. He was definitely a serial killer. In the court.

Kenichi looked pretty sad and anxious. As much as he wanted to, he couldn't. He was still embarrassed. "I don't think that'd be possible..." He's always had the fear of marine animals. After being enticed and then thrown into the aquarium where there were sharks, he just, well, freaked out. That was where it'd started. Those sharks, though, didn't follow after him. They just continued to swim about. "I'd either bawl like a baby or run away like a madman." Sighing, he rubbed the side of his neck and looked off to the side, peering inside to see what they were doing. From where he was, he had a pretty good view of the kitchen.

"Who's going to crash?" Johnny asked as he raised a brow and stepped into the kitchen. He'd seen Alfie leaning on the Gian but had decided not to point it out. "Gian, come over here for a while." Like the good puppy he was, Gian wiped his hands dry and went to stand in front of Johnny. The man handed him the envelope. "Those are the lists of the black market syndicates available in the country. I'll be asking a couple of my associates to visit each one and see if they could find this Arcturus." His hand moved to Gian's head as he ruffled his hair. There was a gentle look on his face. "Take care of yourself and call me if anything goes wrong."

Gian looked up at Johnny and grinned brightly. "Shall do, sir. Thanks for this." The boy hugged Johnny, to which the man tightened. "I'll see you then." Patting the boy's back, Gian let go of him and watched him as he left. As soon as Johnny saw Blake, he motioned for the kid to come follow him and got into the driver's seat. He was quick to zoom away when the boy joined him.