Derek looked over at Xavia and chuckled. All he could do was shake his head and open up the bag of Fritos. "...question. If someone were to plant you in the ground, only give you sunlight and water, could you survive?" Derek knew that Xavia wasn't an actual plant, but sometimes mutants had weird adaptations that allowed them to survive in certain conditions that others can't.

His phone beeped and Derek quickly took it out to respond to the text. "Y'know, you and Mierda should come by sometime. We can all hang out of somethin'."

"Maybe if I stayed in plant form. But I do not." she said after munching half the bag already. "Why do you ask such a weird question, weirdo?" she asked affectionately, casting an odd look in his direction before wiggling her fingers and sticking them back into the corn chips. Pretty soon, her bag was empty, and she shamelessly turned the bag over her mouth to get the crumbs. And then she licked crumbs from her fingers, and... Paused like that as he brought Artair up..

Cough, cough, "What? Uh... Yeah, we can, I suppose?" Were they even in a relationship? One had to wonder at this point.

"I dunno, I'm just curious. It seems like somethin' you'd be able to do." Derek smirked and took a chip out of his bag to throw at her. "The same way I can fall asleep in the middle of a forest and not get mauled. Probably. Maybe."

Derek laughed a bit at her reaction and ate a chip. Seems like he would have more than one togo box. "Good. Speaking of, how are things between you two?"

"You are such a weirdo. Don't ever change," she wadded up the empty bag and tossed it to him. "And have you asked him t'ese questions?" She snickered and then nodded out to the waiting towncar she saw through the glass doors. "Saved by the car, you nosy bugger. How about you and your fellow? I see you trying to hide t'e fact you are texting over t'ere." Uh huh, she got him.

He was going to get as good as he got, damn it!

"Not yet, but I will tomorrow." Derek had scheduled bar time with Artair a week back so if he wasn't going to get the information he needed from her, then he'd just have to get the Scotsman drunk. However, he know much of a feat that alone would be seeing as Europeans could hold their alcohol. No matter, Derek had sent out bats to watch over Xavia and the two nesting twins. Though, he doubt either of them knew that they were being watched.

Derek slid his eyes over to Xavia and tried to hold back a smile. He walked out of the hospital and down the sidewalk until he came into the towncar. After getting in first, he buckled himself in and sighed.

"...I have no idea what you're talkin' about. What 'fellow'?" Derek wasn't texting a fellow. More like a serpentine man of hotness who had a really large...tail. "You seein' thin's, girl." He told the driver the restaurant and sat back.

"Seeing your t'umbs fly over t'at screen. Mmmhmm." She smirked after slipping into the car with him. She had a wicked gleam in her eyes as she peered at him. "You are asking me, a lady, to kiss and tell. Shame, shame, weirdo." She laughed softly. But yeah... It was easy to figure out what had happened. She was just lady enough not to voice an affirmation to that. Hah. "Naughty. Don't worry about me, little brot'er, I am doing just fine. He is a very sweet man."

That was pretty much all he needed to know, right? And it was true... So far, things were fantastic... She didn't feel like running... this was the first time she had ever started to get deeper into something without dashing off.

"I bet he is a sweet man after giving you that good-good." Derek snorted and slowly pulled his phone out to check for text messages. He had one and quickly responded to it, but not too quickly. He didn't want to give Xavia the benefit of the doubt.

He chewed his bottom lip and scrolled through his contacts for another number under the name of "Zeus". Derek's fingers started to type a message, but decided against it. Instead, he put his phone beside him and relaxed. "...What does he smell like?"

"Derek!" She swatted at his arm, shaking her head. "Speak for yourself and Mr. Man." She shook her head. "What a turd you are." Then she hugged his arm affectionately. Goodness gracious, she thought.

"Onward to food!" She said when her stomach rumbled, changing the subject. Her hand rubbed at her belly again and she sighed, relaxing against the seat. "I can't wait to feel t'em moving. Not'ing better t'an t'at."

The mutant on the other side of the car started to bust out laughing. He loved messing with Xavia about, well, anything! She got redder than a rose. He slowly started to calm down when Xavia hugged his arm, "awww," he cooed playfully at her. "And me and Mr. Naga are doing just fine," he stuck his tongue out at her.

Derek could feel himself getting hungry. Maybe he might eat both his burger and Chinese food in one sitting. Derek glanced over at Xavia and watched the interaction. He bit his lip and sighed, "I'm torn, Xavia. Between someone I know has a thin' for me and...an Zeus."

"Zeus?" she asked, curious now... "Does he have a name?" She wondered if he had met and was talking about Devon... The man was very pretty and stately. She had recently met him, herself. She called him Adonis, as opposed to Zeus, though, so it could be someone completely different than who she was thinking about.

"Do tell."

"Well, he's the founder of a very helpful organization and," Derek sighed and shook his head, "he's handsome and kind hearted... he's just amazin'." Derek shrugged his shoulders and looked down at his lap. "Stupid, right? Like I would have a chance like him."

Derek huffed. He had problems with his self esteem and unfortunately that was showing. The twenty year old picked up his phone and looked it over in silence. "I'm cravin' Cuban food."

She had nailed it. He had a crush on the pretty Devon fellow who could probably flirt the socks off of a horse. Xavia pursed her lips, but it was probably too late to hide the fact she figured out exactly who Derek talked to. So instead, she murmured, "Oh... You mean Devon t'e Adonis... Pretty man he is... Pretty man. I can see why you would like him, t'ough." He had nothing to worry about with her being any competition. After all, she had a handsome Scotsman in her flower bed. Oh... yes she did.

"He seems nice," she added, and was clearly not interested in Devon in the same manner he was. Again, not that he ever needed to worry.

"...Is that what you call him? 'Devon t'e Adonis'?" He teased with a sly grin on his face. She was right, Devon was an Adonis, but so was Aleksandr. Derek huffed. "I shouldn't be having this problem. This isn't high school..." Derek adjusted himself before closing his eyes and leaning back against the black leather of the town car.

"I do... But I am not interested in t'at Adonis." Not when she had her mind on someone else... Who she had no idea was also in the eye of said Adonis. This would be an interesting love square.... Or pentagon... if it ever came about. Shoot, who did triangles anymore anyways?

"Well, who gives you t'e t'rills?" she asked. "Who makes your belly quiver?"

"Well that's obviously Aleksandr. He's a charmer and he can't help himself, but make my stomach trills," Derek paused, "but Devon is stable and he knows what he doin'. Stability is just as important to me than anythin' else." The mutant shook his head. "Too much feels. I can't even think straight,"

Soon their towncar came to the restaurant. Derek got out of the car after thanking the driver and stood on the sidewalk. As he waited for Xavia to get out of the car, he made sure to check himself. He turned his body so that he was looking at it from the side and smiled.

"God, I'm cute."