Genevieve took in everything Bryn had said. It was advice she could store for later; whether it was good or bad advice, she did not know. The young witch was not quite sure what to make of the conversation. They did not particularly know each other very well and this was an intimate conversation. The same had gone for Zatanna but with the sorceress, Gen had asked questions. She had wanted to know where she was at and what decisions she should make.
"Okay... uhm... thanks. I know I'm inexperienced... I think we just have to find ourselves. I want both of us to be happy." She meant it. "I am never anything but honest with others. I know he isn't. But he tries. So we will just have to be us, you know." She shrugged. "Find our way of being with each other. I'm not going to change who I am, I'm not going to expect him to either. We should only do so if we want to." Genevieve softly stroked Snuffle's fur. It was soothing. John's and her differences did worry her but in the end only time would tell.