<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #4080FF">"Oh, ya really think so, don't ya?"</span> She half-replied as color flooded her cheeks, and did a little twirl on the spot. If she had to be honest with herself, she thought she looked good, too. Maybe not beautiful, but certainly good. Alannah took his outstretched hand - not with her right, so as to shake it, but with her left, so as to keep holding it. <span style="color: #4080FF">"A little different than yesterdee, yeah,"</span> she said, smiling up at him. He was taller than she remembered. Probably because she had spent so much time floating at the same height as him. They had barely had any interaction on land compared to what they had at sea, now that she thought about it. Oh, well. Hopefully that would change. She was, after all, the only person in Boston worth chasing. She couldn't hold back a small giggle at the thought.<br/><br/>But oh, what did he like to do for fun? Alannah was an explorer at heart, so she was easy to entertain, provided something new was involved. But she was a lot less sure about Dimitri. History-buff? People-watcher? Science-geek? Probably not shop-a-holic. Still, she knew where their first stop was. <span style="color: #4080FF">"Hope ya don't mind walking a little bit,"</span> Alannah told him as she began walking, still holding his hand. Across the big road, away from North End, and towards central Boston.<br/><br/>The six glass pillars towered above them as they leisurely went by. Alannah inadvertently squeezed Dimitri's hand as they passed underneath. <span style="color: #4080FF">"Sorry to start on such a serious note..."</span> She said, grimacing, <span style="color: #4080FF">"...but it's on the way. And I also think it's sorta beautiful, ya know?"</span> She paused beneath one of the pillars and tilted her head up towards the hundreds of thousands of engraved numbers that faded into an incomprehensible blur the higher she looked. <span style="color: #4080FF">"It's a memorial for the Holocaust,"</span> She told him somewhat absently, still staring upwards, wishing she had a rose or a lily or any kind of flower, really, that she could leave. She turned her head towards Dimitri again. <span style="color: #4080FF">"It's awful, isn't it,"</span> She said quietly. <span style="color: #4080FF">"I'm sorry. Not exactly a spot ya'd normally pass by on a first date, huh?"</span></div>