Nisroc cared for both of them, they were both his favorite young angels, he was quite taken with them and it pained him to have them dislike each other as much as they did. His unofficial charge and favorite little Baby Power (only Baby Power) were both important to him and he wanted them to get along, not so much as be friends if they did not want such a thing, but at least talk to each other with an argument coming from it.

He had brought the matter up to the Commander, who knew how taken he was with the young trainee and had sought his opinion on the matter.

Which was why him and his trainee were excused from training for the afternoon, heading towards the garden, where it was said that the Baby Power was spending her afternoon.

They entered the garden side by side and were immediately greeted by the soft-spoken Gardener as he hedged at an unruly bush, they greeted him in return and followed the nudge in the one direction, as though he knew who they were looking for. The two of them followed his gesture and stepped behind a few trees to come across a clearing that none knew existed there until this moment.

There seated in the soft grass was the fledgling in question, plucking at random pieces of grass, humming to herself under her breath as she slowly weaved together a small crown of tulips.

Nisroc cleared his throat to make their presence known, and bright eyes looked up in surprise at the appearance of another to this hiding spot she had found for herself. Her eyes brightened at the sight of her Power friend, and the Chief waved in greeting, setting his hand back on the youth's shoulder at his side, and her eyes noticeably darkened at the sight of him.

She got to her feet sloppily, nearly falling over as she stumbled after such a time of not moving from one position and glared at him as she made to pass. Clearly not happy with him that he ruined her time with bringing the other one.

He snagged her around the waist in one foul swoop as she made to pass, fingers digging lightly into her side when she began to squirm to be set down, and the fledgling fell still.

"Not so fast, you."

The Power carried her against his side and guided the young trainee back to where she had been sitting previously and sat them both down in the spot in the grass, he himself sitting with them, he held the fledgling in his lap knowing from past experience that if she was given the chance she would make a break for the exit and then not talk to him for a two days until he brought it to an end with a trip to the Pavilion and exploring all the places that made her squirm and giggle.

"This feud has got to come to an end. I care for both of you greatly. And to see you act this way towards one another pains me deeply."

Still, though, they glared at the other.

"Akeelah."

"Pauline."

The young boy scrunched up his face at the misname given to him, and she knew it upset him, her smile showed that she did. He heaved a sigh and got the impression that this was going to take a while to accomplish.

He turned to his student first, "Paul, we have talked this through, why do you continue to treat her this way?" The Power got no response from the young trainee and so he turned to the fledgling he held in his lap, "What of you, little one, I know you have a kind heart as I have seen it with my own eyes, why do you not show it to him."

She was silent for a moment, still grumpy about the fact that with his arm curled around her waist she couldn't jump up and make her escape, "He was mean to me!"

"Which he has apologized for."

"'t means nothin'.", she mumbled as she leaned back into his chest, "Still a jerk."

"And you're still a fledgling!", finally the young boy chimed in, glaring at the younger angel, and Nisroc resisted the urge to sigh again.

"I am a fledgling, stupid!"

He gave young Paul a look of warning and curled his fingers over his little friends mouth, "We are not going to argue. On the count of three, you will both tell me what continues this animosity between you two."

Nisroc counted softly and waiting for the two to do as he said, glaring at each other, they spoke in sync, "He's (She's) taking you away from me!", and glared harder when they realized they said the same exact thing. It took him by surprise for a moment, but was heart warming all the same, he knew that they hadn't had many they could rely on during the fighting that had been lived through for thousands of years, and to think that was one of the reasons they didn't like each other; they thought the other was stealing him away.

"I am not going anywhere.", he tightened his grip around her waist and set a hand on the other's head, "And no one is taking me from the other.", they both a bit more relieved, and they sat in silence for a long time after that, the trainee laying back in the warm grass and the fledging playing with the fingers that curled around her belly securely.

"An' I just don't like him."

This time he didn't stop himself from sighing.