"Okay." There was more meaning to the one of her wrist, of course, but she thought maybe they'd come back to that after, if she felt comfortable enough. Turning, she lifted up her hair to show him the one on the back of her neck, the word 'vixi' written in scrolling letters. "There's this one. Vixi means 'to be alive' in Latin. It was the first tattoo I got, about ten months ago. I..." How did she explain this? Was she ready to tell him the truth- or some of it- about her past? "I had just gotten out of a very bad relationship. And, well... I was alive."