<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">Ayla let out a sigh.</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a6ff4d"> “My brother and I do a lot of note taking, and while i could just ask you to have someone get us new workbooks…. I’m picky. But… I figured i’d rather wait on that, for some time when my brother can go out as well, perhaps the three of us.”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99"> she had a sneaking suspicion that, though maybe not intentionally this time, but if asked, he wouldn’t let her and her brother go out alone, and together. After all, while a steady trust had been built up over the past few weeks between them, there was still the possibility that they might make a run for it. And she honestly didn’t know herself whether she would or not, if they were out alone.</span>