Piritta looked down at her hands, twisting them in her lap. The glossy clear polish on them reflected the early morning light much like a dragonfly's wings. How funny. If she had to guess, she'd say she'd turn out as a butterfly, but now a dragonfly sounded so right. "I don't know. I just know I want to be with you. There's no question of that," she murmured. Unable to leave it at that, she continued talking. "I want to kiss and be together and you know. Be soulmates. We've already come this far so why hold back?" A smile quirked one side of her lips. Just like a storm, she felt no need to pause and cool off even if it made her nervous. Just keep going forward.