08-19-2014, 05:37 AM
Lyra turned the fruit over in her hand, studying it. She just couldn't eat it. No matter how nice this place seemed, or how welcoming and helpful these people had been, she just couldn't trust any of it. Not yet. And that would be smart for anyone.
She held it out to Kurako. Lyra would drop it in his hand, as to not have to touch him. She couldn't explain herself. Not in words anyway. So she just wouldn't, for now. She wondered, would that bother the people here? Were there others here? Lyra walked to the door where she stood, clearly uncertain. She hadn't exactly been told to stay. Golden eyes looked from the outside, to Kurako. She wanted to go out, but was that allowed? She couldn't ask him.
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