(No, no, Nate. She would, she definitely would. She's not that great, you sweet Summers child. His luck is that he is talking to her, so she didn't really want to go prying, since she's trying to learn how to use her words and not her brain to engage in things. Apparently, that bugs people, who would have thunk.

He is correct, though. She's as comfortable here as she had been in her bed, or even more. The trust is there, and she's just enjoying it.)

... I guess.

(Maybe she can tell him a little bit. Maybe.)

My sisters and I are not... Very keen on the individuality thing. They've tried, but I was dead for that little deep dive. We had a fight before I got here, and we haven't spoken in a little while, but bible, I also have very little idea what I'm doing.