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Caliban let out a laugh at that, running a hand through his fiery red hair to push his hangs back away from his eyes. "I'd be there for you if you wanted," he agreed, "However, I'm sure that's a side of me you'll never want to see." He winked a ruby eye at Cherry with a toothy grin. "I don't have a very high pain tolerance." Waving Cherry away from the sink, not allowing the strawberry-blond to do anymore than drop his dishes into the sink. "Go relax or something," he ordered with a light shove to Cherry's shoulder. "I made the dishes, I'll clean them."

Turning to glance back towards the two omegas, Caliban could only nod his head with a knowing smile. "They are," he agreed, already feeling like a parent around Shea and Fax. A light laugh escaped him as he shook his head. "It's a little silly to think about isn't it?" He asked Cherry, voice carrying a light tone of humor. "Us trying to protect them? At a glance one would assume it would be the other way around."

Caliban chewed his bottom lip lightly, hand tussling his own hair in slight agitation. Or maybe it was just the hormones that were throwing all his emotions off balance, either way he was slightly uneasy about the party. A light scoff escaped him. "Of course it would be a full moon on top of everything else." He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose lightly. "The center doesn't bother me so much. It's a job to them, and even if it's wrong it's not like they're doing it out of malice. As long as Fax and Shea make it through the night without issue, it will be a good night."

"I think so," Caliban answered, grateful for the change of subject though the idea remained in the back of his mind. He offered a smile and a simple shrug of his shoulders, watching as Shea returned to the couch after Fax disappeared off to his room. "Call me classic, but I'm dressing as a vampire. I did my own outfit though, so at least it will be original."