Midnight Manor, Room 1-A, Saturday morning.

[afraid_of_marshmallows]

Arden woke up shivering. Somebody had left the verandah door open, even though it was very cold out and she didn't seem to have a scrap of blanket. The door was going to remain a mystery, but the blankets were easily solved - there was a lump made up of blanket and bright red hair curled up next to her.

"Hey," she hissed, poking the blanket lump. She was trying to stay quiet, because she didn't want the grownups to hear her making a fuss. "Hey, those are mine!" She reached for the edge of the blanket and started tugging. "You can't hog them all, I'm cold, too!"

[For the snatchy blanket hog, but also open!]

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[moreofaponchoguy]

"I don't think I'm better than anyone. Some people say that and I don't like it," Cal said, flipping back over to look at her. "Some of the other Padawans think we're better than others because we get to be Jedi, but I don't think it's like that at all. Everyone has stuff they're good at, and there's lots of girl Jedi too. Some of the Masters are girls and they're amazing. I just... hugs feel weird, I don't know." After a moment, he added, "I'm sorry I stole your blankets. Can we share?"

[afraid_of_marshmallows]

"We can share," Arden said, "thank you for asking."

She shifted closer, offering more of her blankets to him. "Why do they feel weird? I think they're nice. I don't get to have many, so each one it really nice."