Silver stared at his room intensely, bringing his hands together and pressing them against his lips. The classic 'I am thinking very hard right now' pose.

"Silver, what are you so worried about?" Blaze asked, leaning against the wall.

"The room! How do you live in a place like this? It's a bloody mess!"

Indeed, Blaze's room was a complete disaster. This was a sharp contrast to her office, which was very clean and tidy.

"I need my room to be somewhere I can relax. After an entire day of ruling over a Kingdom, I deserve that at least."

"Oh no you don't, Blaze. A healthy mind requires a healthy room, and that is what we are going to be doing all day." Silver started picking up her stuff, glancing over to see if Blaze was going to help.

"You look cute being all obsessed about cleanliness like that." Blaze said nonchalantly, which Silver responded with turning as red as the cat's flames.