[i]Charlia, while initially bothered by Ike's emotionless demeanor, would give him a nod and usher for him to follow her, away from the forest and further away from Ian's burning body.[/i] [i]The elven woman and the boy would happen to find themselves at a smaller home compared to those of Dojoville, as if only made for a person or two; not an entire family. Charlia would open the door for Ike for him to enter, flickering the lights on for him.[/i] [i]The interior was.. relaxing. It wasn't overly luxurious or rich with precious furniture or perfect walls, but it was.. comfortable in a sense, with a smooth rug meeting Ike's feet as he walked into what appeared to be the kitchen. A table was to his immediate left, preferably for two or three people, especially with only three chairs with it, a window next to it. The sink was.. amazingly clean, funnily enough. In fact, everything was quite clean: either Charlia was a freak for cleaning stuff up (Iota would know, with the one assassination), or she had a lot of time. Perhaps both.[/i] [i]The kitchen would section into a small living room with a couch and television, alongside a small nightstand with a lamp next to the couch, with a few rooms - probably the bedroom and bathroom - were closed by the white doors. Ike seemed free, at the moment.[/i]