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"You totally do." Candace teased again, grinning now. He certainly didn't tackle like a girl though; a tackle from Otto had felt more like being slammed into by a living brick wall. Thanks for that. At least he didn't leave any lasting damage or anything.

That bug? She blinked and glanced Otto's way, trying to look disinterested when the fact of the matter was she was concerned. What had happened? Candace didn't actually know the specifics and something told her she didn't want to know. "Are you going to be okay?"

She was quiet for now, just watching the boy as he answered. Sure he'd live but was he okay? The two weren't exactly mutually exclusive. Candace would let it drop..for now. Opening her door with a sigh she flicked on the lights and gestured to the door that opened into her bedroom. "You remember where it is, right? Bedroom, door on the right. You can use my stuff if you want." She shrugged, feigning disinterest over the whole ordeal. No, she did not feel better helping Otto. Totally not. This didn't make her feel a little less of a failure, to help someone with a problem no matter how small.

Candace was taking off her coat and hanging it when she suddenly paused and looked Otto's way again. "Do you want coffee or something? I think I still have some tea that Dwight left behind if that's more your thing.."

"Difficult brat to entertain, aren't you." Candace called despite Otto having closed the door already. She chuckled and rolled her eyes, heading into the kitchen to make something to eat. Sure, the kitchen was stocked with the bare minimum to remind herself it was only temporary, but she did like having it while it lasted. She had a feeling it was going to be awhile before she had the money and time to do to it what she wanted to do to it. But she wouldn't forget the plan. Nope. A closet was important. Her..thing.

A microwave and two tv dinners was about the extent of Candace's desire to cook or prepare a meal. She did put them on plates though, disposing of the boxes to at least pretend she put an actual effort behind dinner. Otto didn't have to know he was eating a tv dinner. Nope.

She was taking the plates out into the living area to set down down on the coffee table when Otto came out. She smiled. "Hey! Feeling better? Wasn't sure if you were hungry but I figured it wouldn't hurt." Candace shrugged and disappeared into the kitchen again, returning with two glasses of water. Everybody liked water okay. "If you want to join me, I mean. It's the least you can do after tackling me to the ground wearing nothing but a towel and then making me go into the men's bathroom..." She waved a hand almost dismissively as she sat down on the couch and sipped at her water, still smiling.

Yes, Otto. Candace cooks. Yes. Totally. That is...exactly what is happening here. She cooked.

Yes...

Right. We'll go with that.

"Oh, good. Typical teenage boy." She grinned, leaning forward to cut into her steak. "It's not quite the steak dinner I got for you before but I can't afford to splurge like that every night. Besides, with the whole portal lockdown thing none of us can go get that kind of food anyway..." She sighed mournfully and distracted herself with eating, shaking her head. She wanted to get out. She wanted to do something. She wanted to...make up for her failures lately.

Maybe go back to that town in Quebec? Candace stared down at her plate, a painful lump forming in her throat. Yes, she wanted to go back to that town. There was so much unfinished business there. Whatever happened to it? Did Aria and Caelius take care of the source of the Insanity or did they get distracted by finding the missing hunters? And then...losing..two of them again...

Candace wasn't hungry anymore.

With a forced smile, Candace put her plate on the table again and plucked up her glass again. She didn't drink, it was just something to do with her hands for the moment. "So how're you holding up?" There was genuine concern in her voice now. Someone didn't run screaming with terror from a shower over imaginary bugs if they were fine.

"I told you." Candace chuckled. "Yeah, this dinner isn't quite up to par with that. Maybe another time~."

His answer was one she expected. Stubborn. "Ah, I see." She sipped her water and just watched him. Yes, Otto. You're totally fine. "..I never took you as a gentleman, not wearing your hat to the table." It was an amused observation.

Ah, so that was it. Candace shrugged and turned to lean back against the arm of the couch, kicking off her shoes and bringing her legs up onto the couch with her. She didn't understand how he could wear those beanies in the middle of summer on an island in the middle of the tropics. Seriously now, Otto. How does your head not sweat like crazy.

He came back hatless and Candace blinked, frowning. "Could've sworn I grabbed everything.." Did she drop it on the way out? s**t. She wasn't usually clumsy like that. "If it's not here it could be anywhere between here and the men's bathroom downstairs." Craaaaap.

He really wasn't fine. She frowned. "It might not be there tomorrow..." Candace reminded him gently, finishing her water.

"Bugs?"

Candace watched him, her head tilted to one side. Yes, Otto totally didn't care. Yup. Okay. Totally. "Riiiiight.." She was quiet for a minute, toying with the glass in her hands. He was not okay.

"I'll go find your hat." Candace told him in a gentle voice. It wasn't mocking or irritated or even exasperated. She'd go find his hat. It hadn't been very long and he did say he liked it. Maybe they'd get lucky and no one would have picked it up. "You can stay here, make yourself at home." She climbed off the couch, collecting their dishes and taking them into the kitchen. "You're either very brave..or very stupid~. I'll go find your hat for you, be back in a few minutes, okay?"

She didn't accept any protest and left the room without another word, the click of her heels the only sound she made as she walked out the door and down the hall, taking the path the two of them had taken to get upstairs.