She pointed over to the speaker with her foot and continued to write. When she heard something smash down stairs she jumped a little then rolled her eyes upwwards as she heard her mother begin to rip into her father about some imaginary slight. She put her notebook down then walked downstairs. "Hey mom I understand that you're like loco, but my friend has been seriously abused. I'd appreciate it if you would take your disputes elsewhere, because I'm not going to let you scare away my only friend!" Kila whispered in a furious tone as she vented. Her mother stopped and looked at her with a raised brow and her father still sat at the table sipping his wine.