No memories like that

Dani feels herself not wanting to look up at Dalton, but his gentle touch prompts her chin upward. Looking in his eyes, she saw the concern for her, and in a way it made her feel good. He cared.

"I... I don't know," she admits softly. "I just... I don't know."

Looking down again, she fiddles with the roses even though they were perfectly fine. "I just have this really weird... feeling." Pausing to think about it, she again felt like just bursting into tears for now apparent reason.

Biting her lip, she turns to look back up at Dalton again, her eyes glistening. "All day I've been so afraid... but... but I don't know of what. Ever since this morning... since-"

She stops, not wanting it to sound like anything was his fault or that she was afraid of him. It wasn't true as far as she was concerned. "Well, since I was at TJY." She swallows hard, not even sure how to voice what she was feeling. "You know when, like... you see or hear something and... and you know that a memory is connected to it, but it's blurry and you're not sure what the memory is, but you know that whatever it was did remind you of something?"

Dani fingers the soft rose petals as she glances downward again. "That's what it feels like. Except.... except I don't want to know what the memory is... and I don't even know why."

So confused about her own feelings and why she was even having a hard time at all, a tear finally surfaces. Maybe it was more frustration than anything for having these mixed emotions all day long. But part of it was again the feeling like she was just a little girl that wanted to cry.

"It's dark..." Her voice comes out almost a whisper. "...and frightening. But... but I don't even know what it is. It's like thinking there's a monster in the closet but being too scared to open the door and find out."

Wiping her eye quickly, she fiddles with the flower vase and pushes it aside, stepping back a little to admire it. "But I don't have any memories like that," she states with confidence. "I mean, the worst I ever had it was when I was told my family died and that doesn't frighten me. So... so whatever this is, I'm sure it's just a weird emotional day or something."

She nods as if trying to convince herself of that fact. Turning back to Dalton, she forces a smile to her face, now trying to convince him of the same. Her eyes could never lie though. "I think we better get that pasta off the stove, don't you?"


Wyatt's eyes widen a little bit and he looks to Aerith as a silly grin quirks on his lips. "Were you just gonna say girlfriend? You were gonna say girlfriend."

He tries not to laugh, but it comes out as a snicker anyway. "You know... it's kinda funny to think about... but I honestly haven't seen him this willing to break out and have fun once in a while since... well since I was a kid."

He points to a side street. "If we pull in here, we can see when those two pass by. I would love to crash their party... just to be ornery."

Grinning, his eyes twinkle with mischief. "But I promise if it really does look like we're interrupting something special, you and I will take off. It's just too much fun to pass up this opportunity."