"Well thats a good thing to hear," Cyrus said with a laugh. "I'm glad you are enjoying yourself." They arrived at the picnic blanket and he sat back down, offering her his hand to lower herself on the blanket as well. Having not dated all that much, (read AT ALL) he wasn't sure if this was how dates normally went. All he knew was that Makayla made him smile, made him so calm and peaceful, would do anything to be around her. That might have been attributed to not having any visions while with her, but he didn't even think about that. He wanted to know about May, wanted to know....well...everything.
"Please, tell me about yourself," he said softly. "Tell me about your family, your life." As he looked at her, so quiet and serene, he wanted to know anything she would tell him.
"You seem so lonely, alone." It was something he could relate to. Perhaps that was part of the allure of her. Besides the obvious. And the dreams.