<div style="text-align: justify;">Amelia smiled back at Noah, relaxing when he said he liked to watch the birds too. After living with her parents, it was hard for the girl to think anything she did and thought was normal, but she felt reassured to hear that she wasn't alone in enjoying watching birds. "That's nice", the girl replied quietly, walking into the greenhouse with a soft 'thank you' and waiting for him to walk in after her so she could close the door. <br/><br/>Once the door was closed, Mia made the way to the small table and took a seat as well, across from Noah. She sighed softly, feeling comfortable in the greenhouse. She was so used to being there the hot and humid air didn't even bother her anymore.<br/><br/>Noah's first question was neutral enough, and it didn't set Amelia off in any way. At least it was a question she could answer without overthinking anything. "Oh, well... I'm afraid I'm not terribly interesting", she started quietly. After this comment, the girl carried on, her voice still quiet. "I like drawing, writing... some needlework, books... I'm not very much into going out, things like that". <span style="font-style: italic">'I'm not even allowed to'</span>, her mind completed.<br/><br/>Hearing his comment on the notepad made Amelia nod. "It's all right, I understand", she murmured softly. <br/><br/>After shifting uncomfortably on her seat, Amelia couldn't help but speak her mind. "I don't know what my father has told you, but... I'm not insane, or anything, and I didn't do anything on purpose, I just started feeling like... too many people, and... they were all speaking at once, I started feeling like I was about to... like something bad was going to happen", she blurted out, feeling an irrational need to justify herself.</div>