As they say, thereâ€™s always first for everything. When Emilee took a bite of her food a big smile lit up her face. Why had she not eaten here before? A mental note was made for her to come to this place more often, though she had a feeling that her friends would just criticize her for her decision. Foreign flavors touched her tongue in ways she has never experienced before; it kind of reminded her of Chinese food in a way but at the same time the two cultures were worlds apart. It was indeed delicious she had to agree with Polaris on that one. She made no hesitation trying everything he pointed out as well, picking at the rice and shrimp carefully. It was good to try new things and she never really understood why people often avoided that. Her uncle always told her it was the far of change and that people were often uncomfortable around new things but she didnâ€™t see anything wrong.<br/><br/>â€œIâ€™m glad youâ€™re enjoying my company,â€ she told Polaris after she had finished chewing her food. â€œIâ€™m having such a good time right now, Iâ€™m glad you decided to come with me." It was rude to speak with your mouth full, common manners for anyone. Whenever someone spoke to her with a mouth full of food it was extremely rude not to mention disgusting. The average person would prefer it if someone finished what they were chewing before they spoke, she was not exception. Do unto others as you want to be treatedâ€¦ or something like that. She always showed manners. Her friends would sometimes joke around and ask if she went to some mannerâ€™s school, but she would always brush them off with a joke of her own or by ignoring them.<br/><br/>Telling Polaris that she was enjoying herself and having a good time, she was definitely telling the truth. However, something was telling her that they shouldnâ€™t stay here for much longer. She couldnâ€™t shake the feeling of being watched and it was starting to become really weird. It was silly since this was a mall and eyes were everywhere, always watching, observing, but still something was justâ€¦ offâ€¦ but she brushed it off like it was nothing for the time being.<br/><br/>After she finished her food, she looked at Polaris and smiled yet again. She was special to him? That was nice to say the least and it was needless to say that she felt that this was a pretty special encounter, too. â€œAs far as Iâ€™m concerned you can take as much time as you want remembering things. Youâ€™re more than welcome to stay with usâ€¦ Iâ€™m sure I could convince my uncle to let you stay. He didnâ€™t seem to mind you, even if you said he wonâ€™t let you help out around the house.â€ Her uncle was always telling people not to help out; he could be stubborn like that sometimes. Even when she helps out around the house he will always say stuff like â€˜Iâ€™ll handle itâ€™ or â€˜donâ€™t worryâ€™, it made her wonder why he wasnâ€™t exhausted by the end of the day sometimes.<br/><br/>Polaris shouldnâ€™t take it personal. He didnâ€™t seem to be but still she just wanted to throw that out there just as a reminder. She didnâ€™t want him to feel uncomfortable or anything like that.<br/><br/>â€œI was thinking of heading home and taking a nap before work after we visit the park if thatâ€™s alright with you.â€ Emilee continued. That feeling that they shouldnâ€™t stay here long was beginning to get to her again. It was probably nothing, maybe she was being sensitive since Polaris seemed to notice something, but there was just something itching in the back of her mind that told her they should leave. But she didnâ€™t want to make it seem obvious so she just brushed it off again and continued the conversation casually, though with a question that probably seemed a bit moreâ€¦ odd, for lack of better word, than anything really. â€œDo you like to take naps?â€