Chloe put her feet up and yawned, listening to the other three talk about themselves after the short-lived drama about crushes. Hah. Childish. She lay down on her pew and wondered what to say, if anything. [i]Hi, I'm Chloe Harper and I'm suffering through a lot of guilt because I accidentally killed a potential rapist.[/i] Nope, that was too stupid and would raise questions anyway. [i]I'm Chloe Harper and I fucking killed a man so you guys better keep your distance.[/i] Nope, too edgy. Besides, they were in a chapel. [i]I'm Chloe Harper, and I'm not an orphan or a runaway.[/i] Maybe. 

In the end she decided not to share a word about herself. Instead she just chuckled softly and said to Aura, "It's just a crush. Just chemistry." She reflected on the word chemistry. That could be interpreted in a number of ways given the current, unique situation. She lay down on her pew and stared at the ceiling. "Although I must say, it sucks to be a third wheel, for the most part."