Sophia had been waiting patiently, if a little tensely as her peace of mind had been disrupted, as she waited for Tim to finish. Finally he came out of the bathroom, but he was not fully dressed. He had forgotten to bring a shirt, he explained.

This was the second time Sophia had seen Tim like this. The first time was only for a brief second. She had noted the scars that time, but hadn't mentioned them. Sophia had also notice how broad shouldered Tim was, and even though he was a bit lanky he had a good form. This time she could see him fully, scars and all.

Her eyes took in the scars without really appearing to stare at them. Once more Sophia said nothing about them. She knew without having to ask where they came from--there was no need to make a spectacle over them. They were apart of Tim and always would be, but scars were not the only part of him. He was cute, definitely, but as Sophia looked at him now she also found him really handsome and masculine. Although he might be antsy and nervous at times, Tim was still kind and caring. In Tim Sophia could see an enduring strength that even he might not have known was there. Being around Tim made Sophia feel calm. Safe, even. She liked him, and perhaps in her own way she loved him already, but those feelings were buried down a little further so they were still out of sight to her.

"It's alright," Sophia said with a gentle smile, her eyes focused on Tim's face rather than his scars. "I'll just keep waiting here." Then, a bit teasingly she added, "Try not to forget your shoes, though. I don't think they'll let us into the library if you don't have them on."