Aleph Banton
Aleph did his best to not react to Faith's suggestiveness. It worked, sorta.
"...Y-Yeah, as Oreron spoke." Picking up the seriousness of his tone, Aleph immediately snapped out of whatever childish way he was acting. "Come on, Faith. Lets get inside and then we can sleep." his voice was just as silent as Philip's, sensing that he should be quiet as well. Aleph took Faith by the hand gently and began to look Faith in the eyes as he spoke.
"Come on, we have to-" he abruptly stopped. Was something wrong? He saw... nothing in her eyes, like she wasn't really there. It confused him, but also creeped him out a bit. But still, he continued. "...Lets get in now." without another word, he gently guided her inside, and towards the bar to where she could lay behind. However, he didn't lay her down yet. "Faith, are you okay? You don't look too good..." he worriedly asked.
Hopefully she was okay. She had to be. They just confessed and were somewhat happy, and and and! If she was sick or something... well, there was medicine somewhere, right? Yes, there was. Definitely. Aleph found himself nearly sick himself, as he mentally worried that there wasn't something wrong, but just by looking at her eyes, void of anything....
he knew better than to believe that.
[OOC: Sorry for that! Was getting my own RP set up! I'm backies! C:]