"I've always thought of learning how to sew, but it wasn't exactly a priority. It's a much less portable hobby then knitting." Priscilla opened her mouth, closed it... Then decided to speak her mind after all. "Your parent's disowned you?" It seemed like they had opposite problems, her with a father who wanted to control her life, and he with parents who wanted nothing at all to do with him.

"I don't understand, you're so nice, and pretty, and you have such a good heart!" She sounded indignant at the very idea. Imagining Key with a family who wanted nothing to do with him riled her up, made her want to do ... she knew not what. Priscilla had to admit, she was already rather too fond of Key. It just had been so long since anyone had been nice to her, and he was so adorable, she couldn't help it!