<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">Ayla scuffed her boots on the ground, thinking about how to diplomatically word her answer. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a6ff4d"> “As happy as we are to be here… it wasn’t exactly our choice. I just don’t want him to feel like that isn’t his choice either. Or me.”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99"> she said, flushing a little herself, now that she’d noticed him flirting with her.</span>