â€œOh dear, that makes two of us lost thenâ€ she said with a little laugh, cheeks flushing softly again. When he said her full title like that she thought it sounded a bit silly, especially the part about her dad. Sheâ€™d always wondered what kind of job lumberjacking was and now that she thought about it more she found she felt it was a rather silly oneâ€¦ Or at least the name, the job in and of itself was actually quite dangerous from what heâ€™d told her and her mum over the dinner table on many a caviar and gumbo filled night.<br/><br/>Interesting people her parents.<br/><br/>She supposed though that the title didnâ€™t sound too bad coming from someone with such a nice voice, and most of the embarrassment was coming from the use of her actual name. Lolita. It had been many a world since someone had decided to call her that, most opted for the shorter, easier nickname but it seemed he either preferred her real name or was taking a formal rout.<br/>Either way she hoped sheâ€™d stop getting all blushy faced soon, it was annoying and hot and embarrassing to boot.<br/><br/>Her gaze wandered back to him when he began talking again and she wondered when exactly she had looked away. It seemed sheâ€™d been unconsciously staring at the lake, so pretty and bright under the light of his wings.  Shiny things were proving to be very distracting today but she managed to force her focus onto his words.<br/><br/>â€œEast?â€ she asked. â€œThatâ€™s as good a direction as any- ah, okayâ€ she smiled and broke off mid-sentence when he asked for a moment and moved away, watching him curiously.<br/><br/>Sheâ€™d  seen plenty of strange things in her time but it seemed she was going to continue to see new oddities today as she watched the ball of light spin about, rather hypnotizing. She watched, once again mesmerized, as the light shot up into the air.<br/><br/>â€œA reverse shooting starâ€ she mumbled cheerily, her hazel eyes sparkling with the light for a moment before squeezing shut against the sudden burst of brightness.<br/><br/>She screamed, it was high pitched and startled, shocked, by the sudden light and slight pain now throbbing behind her eyes and when the scream died and the light died and she realized he was speaking again she looked at him with slightly blurred vision, crossed her arms over her chest and pouted.<br/><br/>â€œChrist. Warn a girl next time youâ€™re gonna shoot the sun out of your hand.â€ She didnâ€™t sound particularly mad though, there was no bite to her words, just a little whine that would soon be overcome by her easy going cheerfulness.