“Not at first. It was… I spent most of my formative years alone with my mentor on an island.” Eleven years, she counted the days as they passed while she was trapped with no means of escape. Word spread about the fall of Elegia, so supplies were few and no one visited the island. “I’m sure it’ll be fine. I mean you’re right, I can’t be the only one who was sheltered.”

She nods. “I appreciate the advice. I just don’t know where to start.” She admits, but she’s glad that he’s there to listen. Maybe they could be friends, even if they don’t actually have sex, it’d be nice to have some sort of confidant. As much as he seemed to tease her (to flirt with her) she felt comfortable with him to see extent.

When he speaks again, she frowns a bit, but nods in response. “Maybe. I don’t know.” She sets her feet back down on the ground, hands toying with the ends of her hair as she thinks. “I want to but… a lot has happened. I’m not sure.”

She’s not sure if forgiveness is on the table for either of them. She didn’t hate him, didn’t want him harm now, but the hurt runs deep.

She does smile though. “I mean being attractive can only help me, right?” She winks.