Nyx took a seat at the place set for him, giving Rinka acknowledging nod in thanks for it. Little doubts still nagged at Rinka's mind but she knew they were coming entirely from a place of concern about her mother. Not anything Nyx had done wrong.

"The boys wanna come over and make cake with us," she answered.

"What, the 'congrats on the sex' cake?" Nyx asked.

"Maybe. Do you want it to be? We'll probably be the only ones eating it."

"Sure. It was pretty damn funny."