Re: kitchen
Okay now she was tuning out their chatter. Allen would rather avoid having flashbacks of her tall, red haired, gorgeous master. As it was she was wondering if the man had relatives and never told her about them. God she hoped not. Her headache had grown into a stabbing ache in her fingers and it traveled along her spine. She wanted it over with.
The girl smiled back at Quistis as she nodded just a little. "Its nice to meet you Ms. Trepe." She swallowed as she studied the mark and relaxed just a little. They all had something about them that was different... She tapped the mark about her own eye before studying it a little more. Damn headache. "I have a similar thing, though I was born with it and its my arm."
Allen smiled a little more trying to ease the other's uncertainty. "Does it help you in anyway?" She finally slid her arm free of the sleeve and held out the red hand to show her that she wasn't alone at all. "See?"