"Thanks!"

Onwards to Kaylee's?

Onward!

Kaylee's parents are delighted to see Nausicaa again.

Nausicaa's happy to see them, though she seems vaguely worried about something.

"You okay?" Kaylee asks quietly.

"Yeah," Nausicaa says. "Got some stuff to work out - might wanna talk about some of it? I'm fine spending a bit goofing off right now though."

"We can talk, if you want.  - or not."

"I do want to talk? I'm just - not in a rush and don't want to be a mood dampener? Though I don't know, maybe getting it out of the way's good..."

"It's your thing, it's your call."

"Uh. Wouldn't mind going ahead and talking..."

"Head to my room?"

"That works, yeah. Thanks."

She leads Nausicaa up to her room.  It’s robin’s-egg blue, with a cello in one corner and a bean bag draped in blankets nestled up beside the bookshelf.

”Make yourself at home,” she smiles, sitting down on her bed.

Bean bag! Nausicaa will flop. "You play the violin?" Nausicaa asks, who has never bothered looking up the differences between instruments.

(Who's stalling? Not her! Okay maybe her.)

“Cello,” she says. “Violins are the little ones, cellos are the big ones, the really big one is a bass. And then violas are like violins but different.”

"All Greek to me," she says, laughing a bit.

She giggles.  "I spent a looooong time getting violins and violas mixed up.  So, what's up?"

"Uh. So. You know that dude who attacked you like two days ago? Giles claims he was a vampire, and that there's proof - the barbecue fork death thing is more vampires. He's going to get me coroner's reports or whatever."

" - a vampire?  Mr. Giles the librarian?  Told you that vampires are - secretly real?"

"Yeah. He seemed pretty convinced. And it wasn't just - oh hey vampires - there was this whole thing around it."

"A whole thing like...?"

"Demons, and a Watcher's Council, and explanations for why no one's told, and a book, and a - thing for why he was talking to me, he claimed I was some kind of mystically empowered person? Who needs to fight vampires."

"Thats - incredibly weird - "

She rubs her forehead.  "I don't even know what to - are you mystically empowered?  Like, have you noticed?"

"...I think I'm hitting a bit harder? I haven't actually tested... Dreams have been funky..."

"What else did he say you'd be able to do?"

"Uh, sense vampires, more athletic, kind of all around mild physical superhero package - like not superman, maybe more spiderman strength? It didn't sound like I have a lot of cool powers but also he insisted I'd be important to stopping apocalypses."