Dreams

Jade laughs at Chad and Mark going back and forth. "Hey... just because I'm engaged doesn't mean I don't like a compliment. Besides..." She gives Dan a sidelong glance. "Some people get too used to things around here and start taking them for granted." She sticks out a teasing tongue at him, while her hand gives his leg a pat. Dan was very good at never taking anything for granted and she knew it. It was fun to tease sometimes though.

Rosalyn rolls her eyes, taking another bite of stew. "Mm... well, I'm not so sure about the charmer part. A blatant flirt, yes." She shakes her head. "Don't worry about him sucking up to anyone though. We're all pretty good and seeing through shallow remarks."

Looking to the side at Chad, the corners of her mouth twitch, making it impossible to believe she was serious. "Now... finishing one's plate and going for seconds.... that's a compliment."

The rest of the meal continues with light chatter and banter. Rosalyn being somewhat careful not to go overboard with her interactions with Chad, but unable to help but at least enjoy herself. Soon though, stomachs are full and last-minute chores needed to be finished. People start slowly filtering out of the dining hall, some promising to return in a while for some card games. There were quite a few takers tonight.

Rosalyn finds herself in the kitchen with Becky to do the dishes until she convinces her mother to take the rest of the night off - she'd finish the dishes herself since she didn't have anything better to do. 

Standing at the sink, she rinses some of the bowls out, preferring to spend time watching bubbles than putting everything in the dishwasher tonight. Sometimes it was nice just to clean them with her own two hands. And... it gave her mind time to wander too. Specifically, wander to Chad. She'd liked  being able to sit with him at supper, but was somewhat sad when they'd had to part ways again. She was tempted to go to his bunk tonight - she knew he'd let her. But after Clint's little speech, she knew it would probably be best if she avoided that again. And... without the excuse of sewing on a button... maybe it was a little inappropriate for her to just go to Chad's bunk after dark. 

Sighing, she stares down into the mound of bubbles. It was like a dreamland far away with castles made from clouds and rainbows at every turn. She cups her hands and brings some of the bubbles up to her face, blowing on them softly to watch some of them float on the air until they popped. Dreams were sometimes like bubbles.

Mackenzie swallows hard, trying not to cry. She wanted to stay here. She liked Misty and Misty liked her too. Why couldn't she see her more? She finally pulls herself away and heads quickly for the door, her head hanging so she wouldn't look back. Ken thanks Misty and Alec briefly before following his daughter and all too soon, they are gone. 

Justin lingers a few minutes though, also thanking Alec and Misty. Shaking their hands, he signals he's going to leave too, although he doesn't quite yet. 

"As Mackenzie's counselor, I'm considering recommending that she see more of you two. If.. that's something you'd also consider?"