Jocelyn arched a brow when Tora entered her room, chatting away almost as much as her aunt had been. She thought that the two of them might have gotten along since they both liked to talk, and they both had a habit of not knowing when to leave her alone. If her aunt was younger, Jocelyn would have thought the two would make a perfect couple. ‘Too bad aunt Alicia isn’t our age, it would have been a great way to get Tora off my back.’ She thought to herself, smirking over at the boy as she thought of ways to pawn him off on someone else for the rest of the week. She still felt a bit guilty for it, but she didn’t know if she could handle him being at her house every afternoon after school. She had offered to let him come over on a whim, but now she was beginning to have second thoughts, especially after the way her aunt had reacted. ‘It’s going to be a really long week….’

“No, she just would have hugged you. She’s a bit….affectionate.” Jocelyn was nothing like the rest of her family, not when it came to touching. Aidan wasn’t nearly as bad as her aunt, but even he could be a bit too affectionate from time to time. She preferred the hands off approach, and that apparently made her an oddball with her aunt and brother. “And yes, that is exactly how she is. She has been pushing for me to make friends for as long as I can remember, and since I invited you over she thinks that we are friends.” Casting a glance out of the corner of her eye from where she sat on her bed, Jocelyn regarded Tora with a sharp look. “Do not even begin to think that’s the case.” She wouldn’t say that she and Tora were friends, or anything more than classmates to him, but she considered them at least acquaintances, which in her world was fairly high praise.

Jocelyn shrugged her shoulders in response to his question, but knew without even thinking it over that her aunt would most certainly be treating Tora the same way at dinner. “Maybe. It depends if I feel like stopping her.” Jocelyn could easily get her aunt to stop with any interrogation if she wanted to, but she was tempted to let Tora squirm a bit under her aunts barrage of questions. It would serve him right for getting her detention and not letting her get any sleep in class earlier that day.

His next question gave her pause, the corners of her lips dipping into a frown when she thought over how to answer. She didn’t want to say she felt bad for him, that would imply that she had some type of feelings for him, and getting that out of her would be harder than trying to yank her teeth out. Her shoulders hefted in another shrug, her answers far too personal for her to blurt out the truth. She knew what it was like to have stress at home, those days came quite frequently when her aunt went to visit her mother in the loony bin. “I was being nice for a change. You know, trying to earn some good karma. You’re free to leave whenever you want to, I’m not going to chain you to the bed if that’s what you were hoping.”