An island full of cats sounds magical. I would want to pet and play with them all equally, though. To make sure no one gets left out.
Let me get a drink quickly, and I'll join you again. [She goes to squeeze Natasha's shoulder, but pulls her hand back; if Natasha didn't want to shake her hand, she might not like being touched much.
And Fran returns quickly enough with a mug of cocoa and settles across the table from Natasha.]
I'm glad you came out to meet me, today. I've been trying to make more friends, and it seemed like you might need some friends who weren't going to cry on you.
I don't mind secrets, really. I mean, I do like to know something about my friends. But some things we aren't ready to talk about, and that's fine, too.
[That gets Natasha to laugh, full and bright. She feels alive for the first time in a while and it's nice.]
We all have secrets, Fran. Some more than others, I think. I'd be one of those with more, but I try not to lie to friends if I can help it. Too hard to make and keep those if you lie all the time.
[She leans forward, tapping her tea cup with a short fingernail.]
I know what you mean, but I've had a lot of training to get over that first second of panic. Not very useful when you're out on a mission.
Yellow's a good color, very cheery. [Natasha taps a fingernail against the cooled porcelain of her tea cup.] I suppose I'd have to say that my favorite color is probably green. I look good in it and it's a color that makes me think of nature and life.
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Let me get a drink quickly, and I'll join you again. [She goes to squeeze Natasha's shoulder, but pulls her hand back; if Natasha didn't want to shake her hand, she might not like being touched much.
And Fran returns quickly enough with a mug of cocoa and settles across the table from Natasha.]
I'm glad you came out to meet me, today. I've been trying to make more friends, and it seemed like you might need some friends who weren't going to cry on you.
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[Natasha sips at her tea, letting her free hand dangle so that she can pet the long haired cat that's tried to adopt her each time she's been here.
When Fran returns, she gives the girl a smile, but continues to pet the cat covertly.]
Friends are difficult for me. I've been told that I'm too secretive.
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I don't mind secrets, really. I mean, I do like to know something about my friends. But some things we aren't ready to talk about, and that's fine, too.
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We all have secrets, Fran. Some more than others, I think. I'd be one of those with more, but I try not to lie to friends if I can help it. Too hard to make and keep those if you lie all the time.
[She leans forward, tapping her tea cup with a short fingernail.]
So, what would you like to know about me?
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Do you have a favourite colour? Mine is yellow, I think. It changes sometimes, but I always seem to come back to yellow.
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Yellow's a good color, very cheery. [Natasha taps a fingernail against the cooled porcelain of her tea cup.] I suppose I'd have to say that my favorite color is probably green. I look good in it and it's a color that makes me think of nature and life.