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Cienna would sit listening intently to Julie as she spoke she barely even registered that the waitress had spoken to her, only noticing that her drink had been placed in front of her by the fact that Julie had a cup in her hand and the gentle smell of mint wafting up from her cup. Such was the quiet revere going on inside her own mind that a lazy smile came to her face. 
Julies explanation as to being only in part human intrigued her, a curse like any magics tended to catch her attention, a trait that many fairies shared, was a unique perspective to magic, it was like their life blood and it was a natural curiosity, well more of an obsession to her. One of the main reasons that she so enjoyed working for the library was that she got to read any of the books, and even got to choose sometimes what books they ordered. 

[b]"No...I don't want you to meet...her. N-Nevermind,"
"Listen, I have a lot of dark history to me. So if you don't think you can do this...i-it's fine..."[/b]
There it was again that distress, there was something that Julie was afraid to tell, or was it show her. She knew a thing about or two about the darkness but she had never feared it, something even more so about dark magics. It was like a fascination to her and she would have guessed it could be fates design for as she had been studying it for a good number of years now, and if Julie were to see the inside of her home, she would notice book shelves full of books though unless she could read braille she wouldn’t be able to know they were all on the occult and the different magical based races she could find. 
She took a deep breath before giving a smile as sweet as she could be hoping to calm her soul mate across from her as she would think how to formulate her words she would absent mindedly twirl her fingers feeling the air coalesce into something solid and twirling like some girls did with their hair, or so she had read in a romance book. 
“Not all curses are bad” she would say softly her voice barely above a whisper the words simply slipping from her mouth before she even realized what it is that she was saying.

“I... I mean… well…” she blushed hard before shaking her head.
“Wha... What… What kind of fairy do you think I am?” this was a guarded question as she had known many of the other races tended to accept fairies in general as a good luck token, or in the case of humans, treated her like ‘Tinkerbell.’ When she revealed that she was a wind fairy those of them that knew of her species recoiled in terror from her. 
She could always feel that moment as they pulled away, some of them had run without looking back. They often judged her for her species not who she was but that was ok, she had learned to accept that as part of life as well, though the thought of the not quite human across from her running was a terrifying one and her small hand would kind of shake causing the stream of coalesced wind she had been playing with to quiver and spiral around her arm. The wind at this point would be glowing softly as it was pulled into a state it was not naturally in. 
It was at that moment that the waitress chose to return with her garden salad, which was a relief to have something to distract her from the shadows that danced across her mind from memories of times long ago. She thanked the waitress and picked up her fork moving the salad around, she had to admit that it looked pretty good and made her small stomach rumble a little so she speared a cherry tomato and popped it into her mouth before realizing what she had done she blushed that scarlet flush returning to her cheeks.