[i]The Woods...[/i]

	Lorna's face was bright pink as Fable suggested that she needed to think it over. She had never really considered the possibility that she might like girls - Lorna was always more interested in sword fighting and hanging out with friends. But there was a certain amount of power in being told by someone she, well, liked that liking girls could be a label that fit her. She tested it out in her mind for a moment, wondering what her life would be like if she ended up with a girl... and the blush only deepened on Lorna's face as she realized she wouldn't mind that - that she might even [i]like[/i] that. 

	Yeah, she was going to need to think on this more. 

	Nothing else was jumping out at them, something that Lorna was disappointed in - it would've been nice to swing her sword a few more times and take out some small monsters. [color=fdc68a]"Th-thanks - I know I'm not as good as Luke or anything, I mean no one is as good as Luke, he's Luke, that's his entire deal, if someone was better than him than he'd just be... some white guy, you know? Instead of... well, a white guy who's really good at the sword. A-anyways, if you wanted to I could offer you some pointers - maybe spar - but only if you wanted to? We could even trade, archery lessons and sword lessons?"[/color] Lorna rambled. 

	[color=fdc68a]"Oh, right - arts and crafts..."[/color]

[i]The Lake...[/i]

	Nadja nodded, listening to what Kitty had to say. The good thing was that Kitty seemed to be aware of her own habits and patterns, meaning that Nadja didn't really need to do much prompting to get Kitty to reflect inward. However, the conclusion that Kitty reached Nadja had mixed feelings on. In her experience, finding a crush was just a way of forcing yourself to like someone you picked out - crushes tended to find [i]you[/i]. [color=silver]"Don't force it,"[/color] Nadja advised. [color=silver]"You'll find someone - and then that'll probably end horribly and you'll find a new person and you'll repeat this cycle until you find [i]the one[/i]."[/color]

	Nadja stood up from her spot on the shore, dusting some sand off of her knees. [color=silver]"And if an older guy ever [i]does[/i] give you that sort of attention, kick him in the balls,"[/color] she recommended. [color=silver]"Did you still want to talk more? Or do you want to be alone? I can go journal elsewhere and leave you be, if you want."[/color] Again, while she didn't really know Kitty, she did feel for her. Nadja wasn't heartless - just blunt.