Thumpthumpthump. Three knocks, polite and not wanting to be intrusive, the face of the Gnawer shows up on those multitudes of cameras pointing towards the outside of the doorway to Jeremy's apartment.

The door opens up to reveal the gothy nerd kin, not as dressed up as he usually is, just a simple shirt and pants, black of course, and his boots. ".. Hey Yi." He says, offering a smile to her. "Come on in.. What can I do for you?"

Yi dips her head once by way of greeting, pushing back her hair. "Is Lyra in? Or Quentin?" The girl looks up and around into the apartment, stepping around the kin and into the place. Reflexively she looks around for shoes, but still finding Jeremy wearing his own pair.

Jeremy shakes his head. "No.. Quentin doesn't live here anymore, and Lyra doesn't stop by much as it is. Its just me here now." He shifts his shoulder some.

"Oh," Yi replies, a flash of embarrassment passing over her dropped eyes. Black carpet too. "Well, maybe you could answer some of my questions, regarding them. Unless, you do not wish to, then I could leave and find out from one of them..." She trails and just glances into the apartment. Not having been in here much before save once, it now occurs to her how empty and dark it sort of feels.

"Ask away Yi.. " Jeremy closes the door behind her, and offers a quick smile. "Do you want anything to eat or drink perhaps? I just stocked up an yer' welcome to it."

Yi scans for the cameras surreptitiously, shaking her head to the offer initially by reflex, then considering otherwise. "Some water, perhaps," she answers him with a nod. "So... what happened between the two of them? I met Lyra one night and she was.. upset."

"Mmm.. I don't know what happened between them. I am honestly out of the loop. I know that I pissed them both off once and that was it. Q left an Lyra went with him." Jeremy heads into the kitchen, making up a glass of water. "Lyra got mad at me cuz' I had so many cameras all around the apartment and I guess she got mad that Q didn't tell her."

Yi thinks on this, walking towards the kitchen, pausing at the entryway. "But all the times she's visited, she didn't know? Or maybe it's something else..." The asian girl blinks and looks back towards the carpet, trying to figure things out. "I understand she cares for him." She glances back up, stepping forward to receive the glass.

"Yah.. they got a crush on each other, and I've had -the talk- with both of them." Jeremy says, sighing. "They understand and all, just find it all unfair." Squinting his eyes, he comes out with a large glass of water, handing it to her.

Yi nods and murmurs a quiet thanks, nursing the glass in her hand for a bit. "I guess it's hard. They're both still... unused to the idea. They'll have to change the way they feel, somehow." She sighs as well and takes a sip of the water. "So how about you?"

"What about me? I suck. Nothing new there." Jeremy says as he heads to the couch, sinking down onto the black material. "I'm sick of everyone telling me I can't date this person, or this person, or this person." He lets out a breath of air. "I'm just about to say screw romance and just be one of those angst ridden psychopathic nerds who becomes a cheesy 80's cartoon villian that is typically underestimated."

Yi pauses with the glass at her lips. After taking another drink, she lowers the water and wipes off the edges of her lips with a finger. A small period of silence passes, before she crooks a finger at you. "Then you are stupid."

"No, I'm a genius, just a real stupid one." Jeremy says, grinning over to her, brushing away his dark black and blonde streaked hair from his face.

"I thought so," Yi nods, walking over to the couch's side and leaning on the wall beside it. "Think this way. The cartoon villain? He does nothing but thinking, staying in his hole. He makes up so many plans to do this, and do that, and all the while the hero goes around and has fun and parties and gets girls. No wonder the villain is crazy." The ragabash takes another sip of water, then looks the goth up and down. "And, you do not look like.. 'nerd'."

"Mmmm..." Jeremy says softly. "I don't like to party and get girls.. tho'.. I'm broody, and.. quiet." Jeremy says softly. "And I don't look like a nerd, but I am one, ya'know? A total brain. I quit dressing like a dork last year and decided to spend a fortune in hot topic. I just like this a lot better."

Looking over at the kin, Yi tilts her head a bit. "Well not all heroes did party and get girls. Unless you are young Bruce Wayne or something, I would not expect it either." The Gnawer smiles faintly, and turns back to looking around the apartment. "What is the difference between a nerd, a geek, and a dork?"

"A nerd is someone who dresses up like a complete... nerd, and will not conform to soceity and continues to make himself a target in hopes that the world will get better and that his intelligence will be accepted in the halls of school. A Geek is a sheltered nerd who you wouldn't know is a nerd from just looking at him, but you can always tell with the way he acts an talks at times. A Dork is a poser cool guy who is just a complete waste of time, and he tries way too hard to be accepted, and thus', he fails miserably and becomes even more nerdier." Jeremy says in crisp dictation.

Yi listens to the three definitions of Nerd-dom. "So, which one would you be?" she asks, curiously.

Jeremy shifts his shoulders some, glancing over at her. "I am a dork." He shrugs his shoulders, blushing slightly.

Yi holds back a giggle. It is amusing. "Then... I must be... a geek." The girl pulls another gulp of water in. "But my point is, why play by rules? There is nothing that truly defines a person unless the person wants it to be that way, right? So thinking you are dork, will lead to being one. Right? You have the brain to not be one. Roger, I would not have said he was a nerd or dork or geek either. If only, because he acted differently and thought differently of himself."

"Roger also blew stuff up." Jeremy points out. "And he could turn into a werewolf. I don't think anyone would have called him a nerd, dork, or geek to his face. I on the other hand, well... I can't really do half the things he did, tho' I'm sure going to try." He smiles slightly at her. "And you are not a geek by far. You are real cool Yi."

Yi waves her hand around a bit. "Not true. Your definition states I am geek. Even though I am not smart as you are." She glances to the water in the glass. "Just because you can't turn into a big furry deathmaker, doesn't make you any less dangerous." She eyes the kin. "Say, for instance, you knew about drugs and poisons, and could put something in this water here and I wouldn't even know. Or, you could be like James Bond. I don't think he turned into a werewolf in any of the movies. He was just very smart and quick-thinking. Anyway, I am just trying to say that you are more than what you think. And what everyone else thinks."

Nodding his head, Jeremy puts away the huge argument he had building in his head surrounding James Bond, and simple chuckles to himself. "I'd never poison your water, Yi." He says with a blush, tilting his head. "I'd not do that to my friends." Running a hand back through his hair, he glances to the kitchen, then back to her. "You hungry?"

Yi looks back down to the water again, nearly three-quarters gone. "I am glad you don't do that," she replies softly, reining in the rise of paranoid doubt with a clearing of her throat. A bit startled by the question, she shrugs once. "A little bit, but please. You do not need to make anything or cook anything. I will go eat later, after some... errands."

With a scoff, Jeremy rises up and snags her by the hand, dragging her to the kitchen. "C'mon. You have to stop being so nice. I know you Gnawers love to eat." He chuckles, opening up the fridge upon reaching it.

Yi is dragged along, surprised into action. Resistance at first, she starts to stammer off a refusal. When the fride opens though, it's pretty much done for. "Really," she notes, setting down the glass of near finished water before she takes a measure to release the fingers from hers. "It's your food, and everything." The girl scans the fridge though, hoping that there isn't just something like, condiments.

"I'm one person living in this apartment by myself. And look at me, does it look like I eat a lot? Make a sandwich if you want." Jeremy assures her as he reaches in for a soda, pops the tab, then heads back out to the living room.

Yi does look at him as he moves out back into the living room. "You could eat a lot and have it not go anywhere. One of my classmates was like that," she answers him to his back. Then, she's looking into the fridge for sandwich making material. Since he offered, and all. After some searching and placing various things on the countertop, Yi closes the door and starts making sandwiches. For two people. "What do you do all day then, if you are alone? School? Work?"

"I go to school, work, come back home and sit on the computer all day, typical dork routine." Jeremy says with a chuckle as he does just that, sliding into the chair at his machine. He flicks the monitor on and unidles the screen saver. "Its easy to just unwind and lose the entire day here." He says, tilting his head over in your direction.

"I guess it is easy to do, since you know how to use a computer," Yi notes, washing off lettuce. "You go to the university too? What do you study?" She would assume Jeremy's genius is smart enough to surpass teaching. Or maybe he teaches there instead of 'going to school'.

"Well, I'm trying for a dual bachelors in Computer Science and Buisness." Jeremy says with a faint grin. "I'm halfway done so far. I'm hoping that by the end of next year I'd have it." Peering into the kitchen, he blinks his eyes a few times.

Yi is building a sandwich alright, one worthy enough to rival Subway. She hunts around the drawers for a knife. "Business," she echoes with a nod. "I guess I might have tried to learn about business. If I ever got past the primary and secondary schools." Finding a suitable blade, she cuts into the bread and filling. "How about work? Do you fix things?"

"I work in a computer repair shop. Its not a bad gig. I get to do what I like, tear stuff apart and put it back together again." Jeremy says as he pulls up a screen and starts to type away on the keyboard.

Yi finishes off by hunting for plates. Finding a couple, she brings both sandwiches over towards the computer area, offering a towering 4-piece club to the kin. "Sounds easy, but probably is hard, isn't it? I would probably break it." Her eyes stray towards the monitor, intrigued.

Jeremy smiles and takes the sandwich off the plate. "You can't break it by looking at it. Its easy to use once you at least understand it, and its really not all that complicated. Its quite simple if you get down to it." Chuckling, he takes a bite, munching thoughtfully.

Yi sets the club down beside the keyboard and mouse, peering a little more at the screen. Her lips move a bit, as she silently mouths the syllables of the words to herself. A learning habit. "What is it you are typing?" she asks, still trying to figure out what's on the screen. Sure, she's seen television shows of computer usage, but they never really did make any sense to her.

"Just some homework." Jeremy motions to the word processor on the screen, offering a smile. It looks like vocabulary words, all in need rows. "English." He mutters with a slight grin on his face. "I need to print it up and turn it in later tomorrow." Taking another bite of the sandwich, he swallows it down quickly, then licks his lips clean.

Yi looks perturbed. Some of the words she could read, but they don't make sense. At which point, she turns her gaze and attention to the sandwich she made. Now food, she can understand. "It looks hard," she does comment on with a mild shrug of feigned understanding.

Jeremy shakes his head. "Its easy. You find the word in the book, look it up in the back and just write out the definition. Its the simpliest thing in the world and its probably the biggest waste of time there is in the world." He smiles and turns the screen off, noticing that she is a bit discontented.

Yi straightens up from her slight lean when the monitor is turned off, chewing lightly on the end of her tongue and feeling like she intruded somewhere. "It would work. With a Chinese-English dictionary, yes. But English-english, not really." The girl flushes a little, embarrassedly admitting her lack of proficiency at literary English. "I guess that I spend more time running around on the street than I do with studying. Not always good."

Jeremy shrugs his shoulders some. "Bah. Yer'a werewolf. You don't need English." Grinning, he leans over and pokes her playfully in the shoulder. "But if you want, I can help you out. I don't mind at all. If anything it'd only help me if I took on a tutor of sorts."

Yi blinks a couple of times, mid-chew of a fairly large bite of sandwich. And with no water (or milk) in sight. It takes her a little while to get the food down, the girl turning away momentarily to chew and swallow. "I, ah..." she pauses. "You would have to start from almost beginnings," she warns him, pre-emptively.

"So? I'm ganna help ya understand it a bit more, not make you an English scholar." Grinning, Jeremy pushes his coke over to her. "I think it'd be fun, really..."

Yi leans into a half-crouch, half squat, now looking up at Jeremy with a turn of her head. "Fun? It is study." Then she smiles a little. "But study can be fun." The girl nips off a piece of sandwich. "But I would very much appreciate that."