Lyra knew others thought her possibly crazy. She wasn't though. She had always been able to see, sense, hear, understand, and talk to things others couldn't. Both normal and abnormal. Tyme and Fate start letting out sqeauking sounds. That if you listened close enough to...you would realize it<span style="font-style: italic">almost</span>could be mistaken or taken for actual talking.<br/><br/>She blinks and replaces his first sentence. -He knows that feeling?- She thinks to herself. Replaying that over and over again. Til Tyme nips her hand lightly. She looks down. Listening as he squeaks away. "You do? Is it a constant pulling and tugging feeling? Like something is insistantly guiding and urging you along in directions further and further from where you started from?" she asks.<br/><br/>Her eyes wide and filled with hope. She truly hope that was the case. Then maybe that would explain the urge and need to continue along. "I like your name." he smiles. "Jasper...it is a cool sounding name." she says. She noticed him coming closer and gets that skittish feeling. Fate's nipping her lightly calmed her. "You two need to stop nipping me. Alright Fate...I won't run." she whispers.<br/><br/>She looks at him. Her compliment to his name the closest she had gone to ever giving a compliment to someone. Then again she tended to NOT talk around others. She looks at him. And tilts her head cutely to the side. Tyme and Fate scramble up her arms and down the front of her and back into her pockets. "Thank you. But they are pets Jasper. They are my only friends. The only ones who understand me. And don't make fun of me due to my...skittishness." she says. "Can you do or see weird things? Like shadows moving where there isn't any way for a shadow to be there?" she asks at random.