Nervously, Jenny skipped after the other woman. She seemed so mature, so self contained . . . not traits Jenny would often use to describe herself. "Well . . . thanks. For helping me out," she began. "Sorry, I don't think I caught your name back there, with all the ice and skeletons and such. Perhaps we should get to know each other a bit? I'm Jenny, I live in town." This was said with a proffered hand to shake. "Ooh, you know what? I think chrysanthemums are in season! Do you know there's a rare variant that only grows right here in this forest? I suppose that was one of the reasons I decided to come here. Well, that and the family situation. I don't know if I could handle being too far away from my parents. I'm not boring you, am I?" Oh, why did she always run her mouth when she was nervous?