Kyra cuts a strange figure, moving through the moonlit windows, cradling a small dog in her arms who she intermittently feeds bits of beef jerky in a bid to keep the angel quiet. (Stolen from Liam; she'll replace it.) She's distracted from her destination a few times, in favor of kissing Sunny's beautiful furry head.

She sneaks her way as far as the Swords common room door and pauses, texting Marina a simple "Here" that does not convey any of the nervous affection beating in her chest. Her heart already did funny things around Marina. This feels like that, only magnified by a million. All she can think about is how much she cares for her. How beautiful she is.

Kyra buries her face in Sunny's fur and inhales his warm dog smell to steady herself, before Marina can find her all worked up over nothing, already.
Shit.