You seem to be suffering from a lack of vitamin ME

Toxicity had been doing her prayers when the call for her rang out. It didnt sound like trouble, so she ignored it with an ear flick. It could wait until after prayer. But the calls continued with different monikers until, with a sigh, Tox opened her eyes and reserved her spot in the long prayer to finish later. She shook the thick calm off her coat and came to see her daughter, trying to wipe the inconvenience off her face. Her prayers could wait, she reminded herself. She could always continue when her kids were asleep, even if that meant a late night for her.

She approached and saw her daughter with another man, one as old as herself. He wasn't entirely remarkable, nor unremarkable. She sized him up as Modesty mentioned she made a friend. Her eyebrow spot raised. "Define... friend." She eyes the much older male. Did he really befriend a- In Tox's eyes- pup?

OOC: Dont mind her shes just mean ;;