Cya

As Nox stepped inside his home he let out a sigh.

"Master?" A voice called out.

"Ah, Cya..." He smiled, as he hung up his coat.

"How is the room decorating going?" He asked.

"Wonderful!" Cya beamed.

"Cya..." Nox began.

"Is something the matter master...?" Cya asked, cocking her head.

"A-ah...actually never mind." Nox said, giving a sad smile.

"I just don't know if I'm ready for this..." He whispered.

"Master!" Cya cried.

"You said it yourself..." She said, giving a sad smile.

"Cya..." Nox whispered.

"There are lots of things I say, please perhaps narrow it down..." He sighed.

"You said this is your responsibility to fix and, well I agree!" She said with a firm nod.

"Cya..." Nox whispered.

"Thank you." He said, giving a soft smile.

"Oh, shoot!" Cya suddenly cried.

"What's the matter, is your battery low...?" Nox asked with concern.

"Mm!" Cya nodded.

"If you'll excuse me I have to go charge for the night!" She cried, quickly turning down the hall.

"Please just say sleep!" Nox called out.

"She sure is a special piece of work..." Nox mumbled, letting out a sigh.