The girl was really glad to skip school, not that it bothered her at all but she was worried her uncle might prye for the reason. Not like she'd care. If he asked, she'd tell him a friend needed her more than she needed school. If Viola knew who Matthew "really" was deep down, those words and/or thoughts would be more true than she would ever know. Even though she had no idea she was still wondering why his soul bled, why he was bruised. Then something else came that she noticed. He was pale, more than he was. Why had he suddenly gone so pale? It went away as he told her she was worth it. She smiled at him then looked to the beach. The sand was like a dark glitter, something she enjoyed. Moving away from him a little she crouched to the ground and touched the sands, the grains gracing her fingers as she giggled, "It is worth it. It's beautiful, the sands glitter wonderfully. I like it here. I can see why you would want to call it safe." she stood and walked over to him, "Thank you for showing me it. I'll keep it secret- so no one will bother you or find it."