Archie chewed his lip nervously, but he looked more friendly than his brother, and also more relaxed. It seemed he was feeling a little better, now.

Visllu pokes Fleujourn. "Our bother bothered me while I was out." Fleujourn mutters, "Hand off unless you want it frozen...." He doesn't respond to the brother comment.

Archie suddenly started to sway, slowly, from side to side. He didn't look so good...

Fleujourn slides over and makes sure he stays upright. He looks slightly worried.

Archie leaned on him, heavily. He licked his lips a few times before speaking, in a hoarse voice. "Water..."

Visllu tosses Fleujourn a cup. Fleujourn stares at the cup for a moment, and water appears in it. "Hah," he mutters, handing it to Archie.

Archie studied it for a moment and then drank, relaxing as he did so. He looked a little better. He was trying to keep Léan asleep, so that he would relax.

"Show off," Visllu mutters, amused. Fleujourn pouts. "Who threw a cup at me instead of filling it himself, hm? And I'm not a show off."

Archie watched them for a moment, and then slowly sank back down, curling up with the sleeping Léan and closing his eyes, cozy.

Visllu grunts. "Riight. Sure. Whatever you say, squirt." Fleujourn shakes his head. "You didn't need all those words." He giggles, amused.

Léan grunted in his sleep, curling up into a tight ball. Whatever he was dreaming about...it didn't look pleasant, at all.

Visllu glances over at him and raises an eyebrow, not sure what to do.

Archie looked worried. He also didn't know what to do--he didn't want Léan being overprotective again...but...he didn't want him in pain, either. He knew that his brother often had terrible nightmares...

Visllu watches quietly, not wanting to interfere.

Finally, Archie looked at the others for help.

Visllu thinks for a moment. "Sleep whisper to him. Tell him to think happy things." Fleujourn wanders around as he talks.

Archie sighed, not knowing if that would work, and did so, quietly.

Léan stayed asleep, snuggling into Archie.

Visllu watches, quietly. Fleujourn thinks of what else might work.

Archie sighed once his brother started looking peaceful, and he closed his eyes, smiling.

Visllu glances up at the calender on the wall. He grunts at what he sees. "Grr." He wanders out of the room and into his room. Fleujourn watches him, looking at him like he's grown another head. He looks confused.

Archie shifted where he was laying, looking puzzled as well. He rested his head on his brother's shoulder.

Fleujourn just shakes his head. "And he thinks I'm weird. At least I explain my random. ...Not that people understand it even when I do, but still."

Archie nodded, his eyes downcast. He had been hiding his eyes almost the whole time. His extremely light arctic blue eyes set him apart from the rest of this world as a Skeltan Merman...and they were heavily persecuted, hated creatures. He was hoping these strangers didn't know that.

Fleujourn doesn't seem to notice. And he doesn't know, due to being new in town. He stares at the door, puzzled. "I'm now curious, but I dun think he'll tell me."

Archie didn't say anything. He covered his eyes up again. Both he and his brother were rather...filthy. Like they hadn't bathed in days, or weeks.