Her attitude slowly relaxes, notice having een taken at his sudden ceasing to look upon her with the unforgivable eye. Still slightly curt though, she would not let her inbred emotion get to her. it could wait for the solitude of home. Home. A word she used less and less often. A single, perfectly sculpted brow arches at his simple question. She knew it would sound absurd if she told him that her house was there, after all, didn't she just ask him where it was? Her lips parted as if to speak, but then returned back to their taught line.

Almondy eyes access him silently, maybe she could trust him.... She tilts her chil up, orblets once again brandishing his. "My house is there." Did she need to give further explanation? Slender and neatly manicured digits rise to brush away stray tendrils of creamy hair. "I haven't actually been there yet. This is my first time here. My mother and father bought it when we found that I would be coming out here." She once again spoke to him with ease, used to contact with others.

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• reason to believe -- Indy, 13:27:39 06/11/02 Tue
  • But is there? -- Becha Owen, 13:40:06 06/11/02 Tue
    • i think there is -- Indy, 15:50:07 06/11/02 Tue
      • Maybe for you -- Becha Owen, 15:58:17 06/11/02 Tue
        • well, mayhap i'll convince you otherwise -- Indy, 22:35:18 06/11/02 Tue
          • Try as you might -- Becha Owen, 07:34:30 06/12/02 Wed