"Maybe we're just... Not his kind of person. He seems kind of uptight. I mean. I'm uptight. Sometimes. But. He's really uptight." Of course so was she - too many times she would start straightening the cans in the grocery store.
Dorcas glanced at Aimon, smiling as she untied the string around her blanket and swung it around to drape across her shoulders. Then she picked up the green one to untie it and wiggle it in Aimon's direction in offering. "What happened when you met your mother?" Then she glanced away and up towards the sky, "Man, I'd like to meet my mother. I wonder if Nyx has been reincarnated yet. No, screw that. I want my sisters... I miss my sisters..." She whined softly, pulling her blanket tighter around her. Fucking Hell now she was depressed.
"Sit with me and I'll show you. Actually it's better if you lay down. C'mere." Dorcas sat on the mattress pad, smoothing her skirt as she did so.