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"Nothing, I was just," He began, a little bit fumbled with his explanation. After all, what was his reasoning for coming into her room? Had he wanted to talk about something? Had he needed something? If there had been any rational reason at all, well, he certainly couldn't remember it for the life of him. The only reason he could think of, if it could even be considered a reason, was... well, it was sort of embarrassing. He didn't want to leave her without an answer, but he almost didn't want to say it. "I just... Well, I got a little lonely by myself..." His voice trailed off, and he let his eyes wander away from her, hoping that perhaps her mind was too far on other things to realize what exactly it was that he had said.
Biting his lip, he looked back at her, a little relived at the expression on her face. She seemed quite deep in her own thoughts, so at the very least, maybe it would be left alone, and he wouldn't have to deal with getting all flushed over that embarrassing quality of his personality. It wasn't his fault that he wanted to be around others. It was a new place, after all. He just wasn't sure he could handle being all by himself in this new home just yet. Couldn't he just spend as much time with Ivy that he could?
A look of realization seemed to strike onto Ivy's face, though it seemed to be paired with just a bit of dread for what she had realized. โWe have to go to a ball tonight, donโt we?โ She asked rhetorically, almost seeming to scowl. She really didn't want to go to the ball, did she? Garret almost wanted to smile at how that was sort of funny, throwing such a fit about having to go, if it weren't for the fact that he didn't like the idea of her being so upset in the first place. He found himself furrowing his brow at the expression she gave, instead.
She dropped her head down into her hands, which muffled the next words to come out of her mouth, though he just barely caught what they were; โI donโt want to go.โ
He bit his lip, shifting awkwardly on his feet and not sure what he should he should do to try and comfort her. He shuffled around in a little circle around her room before coming a little closer to Ivy, sitting down on the floor in front of her so that he was looking up at her. He wasn't so sure about sitting on the bed with her, or even if she would want him touching her or not. He opened his mouth, but quickly shut it once again. What did she even want him to call her? Did she want a more formal title to be used? She had mentioned that she wanted a friend, or... had wanted him to be more like a friend to her. So, perhaps it would be fine to just call her Ivy.
"It'll be okay, Ivy," He spoke, finally. He gave a small smile at the blue haired girl, trying to lighten her mood a little bit. "I'm sure we can find a way to make some fun out of it! We could... Um...." Biting his lip again, he tried to think of some good reasons. Well, sure, he could think of plenty of more mischievous ways to have some fun, but found himself a little hesitant to show off such a side of him that was... could it be called disobedient? Perhaps, he wasn't sure. At the very least, maybe the ideas themselves would brighten up his little owner's mood. "I mean... Who wouldn't want to make fun of some of the stuffy people at that dumb party?"
He dropped the smile after a moment though, his gaze shifting away while he thought about the situation a little more. "Now that I think about it, I don't really have anything to wear to that kind of party... I mean, I have some clothes, but... I think they'll end up matching even less than what I'm wearing right now."