Becca stared at her drink again and listened to Jynx speak. Again she thought about how lucky she had been in her life and she shuddered at the thought of how horrible things had to have been for Jynx. What must have happened to her to push her that far. How bad did it get to push someone to that extreme to simply survive. Becca shook her head slightly, realizing that she had just been staring into her drink for a long time.<br/><br/>"I won't pretend to understand Jynx. I won't say I've ever really had it hard. I've been blessed and as such I realize I have no Damn right to condemn you for what you had to do to survive. I would really like to be your friend if you'll let me." Again Becca turned to look at Jynx, trying to gauge the girl's reaction. Her expression was cautiously hopeful but her eyes showed a sadness, like she expected rejection.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>