Lilly dropped to the ground. Overwhelmed. No tears came though, she was becoming the old Lilly. The Lilly that did not care about anything. Lilly did not say Jin was acting, she only used the word in the meaning, "cut it out" or "stop it" she did not mean that he was acting about his life. Lilly stood up softly and walked back. She took the side trail that led to the flowers on the hill. Climbing up the side, she let herself fall against the tree, not moving, not really thinking about anything besides her little fox, Jin. Who was now her white fox, no- not hers- he was his own- Jin was just. Fool into thinking that the Gumiho owned him, when in turth he owned the Gumiho. Looking calmly out and about the small town. Lilly sat there in tune with the wildflowers, with the Fireflys and Wildflowers. And admired calmly on how beautiful they were.