Micheal had to restrain himself from his happiness, 'a friend!' he thought in his head 'a real friend!' Micheal looked up blinked than looked down at her. seeing that she was looking at his favorite fireplace "Do you want to go over and test out the chairs?" he whispered eagerly "It was my favorite spot..." he said longingly,<br/>"i have not been in here for many many years..." he murmured to himself. Addressing Rea he looked down upon her eyes once more and saw there beautiful gleam, forcing himself to look away as not to get caught, he tried to distract himself. "I have not been in here since way before my imprisonment, when I was naturally 18" he said, cursing himself for not taking care of the books.