Sisse would agree, provided she had no plans, of that Alice had no doubts. "I'll ask her in the morning before breakfast," she smiled. With how late it had gotten she dounted Sisse was still awake. Even if she was, Alice wasn't about to break the awkward tension in the girl's dormitory with weekend plans. The request could wait until they were walking to breakfast in the morning.

"Oh, I have, profusely." Alice would've fallen for a blood pop had Edison not warned her off them. They just looked so appealing that she used to believe they were a joke. "We'll see if she takes me up on it."

That the end of their walk had arrived disappointed Alice immensely, for she knew another walk like it wouldn't happen again for a long while. She stood quietly as Edison directed the portrait to open, but frowned when the frame didn't swing wide. How peculiar. Alice reached for the edge of the frame, intent on seeing if it had opened at all, when her fingers grazed his. For a second, she wasn't sure how to respond, leaving her hand touching his in the dark for too long a moment before dropping it back to her side. "Sorry," she murmured, her cheeks as red as her hair with embarrassment.