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The former vigilante wasn't particularly attentive to her surroundings, and gave in to the momentary respite the park provided. The sounds of nature, however artificial they were, ushered her into a state of relaxation. She leaned back against the tree, finishing the remainder of her sandwich, before picking up the fantasy novel. The previous entry had left off at a cliffhanger, so she was eager to-
"[color=sandybrown]Hey, Elliot. How are you settling in?[/color]"
A squeak, not from a mouse but a girl, was his response.

It was easy to see he had accidentally frightened her, considering how her body jolted. Eliott's heartbeat was running at a million miles an hour, and she looked warily about for the person who had greeted her. Upon seeing Silas' face, she breathed a sigh of relief. [color=red]"Oh... Silas..."[/color] She said between breaths, slowly calming herself down, hand resting on her heart. [color=red]"You... frightened me a little..."[/color]
She quickly set the book down between her legs, stacked on top of the philosophy one she had also taken. A firm tapping of the ground beside her indicated she was inviting him to sit. Apparently she was calm enough to want to talk. She was usually hard to approach, unless she felt comfortable. Her mind finally caught up with his question. [color=red]"O-oh, uhh, I'm settling in OK, I think... I haven't talked to many people. Joseiah is funny. I like Valora. I want to know more about the people here, especially Epsilon team."[/color]

Her fingers absentmindedly pulled at the grass, twirling them round and round. She couldn't keep any sort of eye contact, but was able to speak clearly with her focus on the greenery. Her head was trying its best to think up something to keep the conversation going, but she never felt confident in her ability to converse. However, before he could speak, an idea struck:
[color=red]"S-sandwich?"[/color]
She offered the toasted sandwich to Silas. It still radiated warmth from beneath the foil, and he could see a slight tremble as she held it out to him. She still couldn't face him, but it was the least she could do to be courteous. [color=red]"I made it in case someone came up here... Or if I was still hungry..."[/color] 
Her mind automatically caught on to her mistake.
[color=red][i]'Oh no!'[/i][/color] She thought, anxiety slowly creeping in.
[color=red][i]'He's going to think I'm fat for saying that...'[/i][/color]
[hr][@Prosaic] If you'd like we can collab with our next post? c: