She is. The first time I ever spoke to her, we managed about five words between the two of us before she ran away. I learned very, very quickly the level of patience and care required to be a part of her world. Heh.... even if she decides never to speak to me again, I'm grateful I got to spend even a little time there.

[He gaze became a little distant as he looked out over the water, a hand running up to push his bangs out of his eyes.]