"Hmm... alright, I guess," Faye says reluctantly, standing up and brushing the floor off his cute little outfit. "But we have to be quick about it, since I still have other things to do." He glances at Arch expectantly, waiting for him to gather their belongings before leading the way out of the practice room.

Well, let's get inside then. You can show me where we'll be cuddling, hmm? And don't forget what I said about considering my idea...

"Violet..." he whispers, his voice uncharacteristically gentle. He takes a hesitant step forward before crouching down next to her. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean it like that..."

He reaches out to touch her shoulder, but pulls back at the last moment, unsure if she would welcome his touch or not. Instead, he settles for looking at her with an expression of concern on his face. "Please don't give up on yourself... you're stronger than this."

"You know you can talk to me about anything, Violet," he says softly, reaching out to gently wipe away the tears on her cheek. "I may not be the best person to talk to... but I care about you. You don't have to go through this alone."

He pauses for a moment before adding, "And if you ever want or need someone to love you for who you are... someone who will cherish and appreciate every part of you... maybe we could try that too?"

"What's wrong with you?!" Faye demands, storming into the bathroom. He grabs a handful of Violet's wet hair and yanks her head back, forcing her to look at him. "Do you even care about yourself?"

"Answer me!" he shouts, pulling harder on her hair. "Do you even love yourself?"

Tears begin to trickle down Violet's face as she continues to stare at him silently. It only serves to enrage Faye more. He slaps her across the cheek hard enough to make a loud smacking sound reverberate through the small room. "I said, answer me!"

Delnadris looks up at Faye, hope and fear warring in his expression. "Where are we going?" he whispers.

"Just come with me," Faye replies cryptically, turning back toward the door. "I'll show you." He walks purposefully out of the practice room, not looking back to see if Delnadris is following. As he expected, there's a hesitation before Delnadris rises shakily to his feet and hurries after him.

Outside the dance studio, Faye leads Delnadris down a deserted hallway to an unmarked door. He pauses for a moment, taking in the other man's nervous expression before leaning closer and whispering into his ear. "This is where I go when I need... release."

With a wicked grin, he pushes open the door and steps inside, gesturing for Delnadris to follow. The room is dimly lit and lined with soft mattresses on the floor;

"Alright, alright..." He laughs softly, moving closer to Hellan and sitting in his lap as instructed. "Just a little longer, okay?" As he continues signing autographs and chatting with fans, he feels a sense of contentment wash over him; even though this whole situation is kind of crazy, being close to Hellan like this makes it all seem worthwhile.

"Mmm, maybe later..." He whispers teasingly into Hellan's ear, feeling a shiver run down his spine at the thought of being with Hellan like that again. "But first we need to get through this." As he finishes signing the last autograph and stands up from the table, he turns back to face Hellan, grinning impishly. "Then we can celebrate properly, okay?"

"She's still young, but who knows? Maybe she'll be able to do all those things." Faye smirks, glancing over at Lily with a newfound sense of appreciation. "But for now, let's focus on what she can do. How about we practice some basic dance moves together?" He turns back to you, his expression expectant. "What do you think, hmm?"

Excited by your agreement, Faye claps his hands together and motions for Lily to join him in the center of the room. "Come on, sweetie! Let's see what you can do!" He bends down so that he's eye-level with her, offering her a reassuring smile before standing back up again. "Just follow my lead, okay?"