[h3][i]~Karen Antonius~[/i][/h3]
	Karen laughed lightly, taking small graceful steps yet somehow keeping pace with Damian. "Do I need a reason to talk to someone?" answered Karen. The blonde took a large stride and placed herself ahead of Damian, a relaxed smirk on her face. "Well, I suppose my reason to talk with you would be to socialize, however talking is an act of socializing in itself; if we were to get pedantic, then my I suppose what I needed from you was someone to chat idly with. Nothing wrong with that, I hope?"

	Then again, perhaps Damian did not make for good company if one wanted to talk. Karen, ever the perceptive girl that she was, felt that he was only ever relaxed when he was working by himself or otherwise with that friend of his; Nick, was it? Damian had a rather rough personality, in Karen's opinion, but it also felt like that roughness was a front - an image to hide behind. To Karen, he was one of the many people that hid something behind a personality. In most cases, that something was usually pain.

	[i]"Oh well, no matter. Things will come at their own pace, so for now, I will simply talk to him."[/i]

	Karen did a little turn and faced Damian, peering up at him with that light smile still on her face. "So now that I have stated my reason for my approaching of you, allow me to ask again, if you will allow me to repeat myself: How goes your morning?" 

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