Camelia smiles slightly as Izzy denies the accusation of sadness. Yet the barker's eyes are still glistening with tears and her lower eyelids are slightly reddened. Cam's eyes follow Izzy's fingers as they take the burning cigarette from her hand. She knew the cigarette would do the trick, since it would calm her friend down.<br/><br/>Slowly, she lowered her body next to Izzy's and lit a cigarette of her own while her right hand moved over to Izzy's cheek to wipe away some of the soot that had gathered there.<span style="color: maroon">"Y'all be lookin' mighty fine, 'bella. Apart from that lil' bit of grime stuck all over you."</span>Smiling, Camelia started to clean up Izzy's face, coating her own fingers in the black muck that had coated her friend's face.<br/><br/><span style="color: maroon">"Y'all ain't gonna tell me all about yourself an' Serina gettin' all close and comfortable together? Both of you sure looked happy. Bet she'd think you looked beautiful like this..."</span>Her eyes locked with Izzy's for a moment, betraying the thoughtful glimpse beyond the friendly smile that was shown on her face. Camelia sounded friendly and supportive, but that tiny little something in her eyes hinted at something else going on inside her mind. Be it anger, sadness, jealousy or perhaps fear that her friend got hurt, was something that wouldn't be revealed anytime soon. Unless Izzy would cross that very delicate line between not knowing.. and knowing...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>