<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/99/27/24/992724760789b481e6e2b22124956011.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>Name:</strong> Gabriel Summers | Vulcan<br/><strong>Location:</strong> One of the nearby lakes<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong> Sept. 1st - Early Morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Polaris<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Clearing things up</span><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> She didn't answer his question, and he supposed that answering it wasn't exactly an easy thing. He specifically had nor eason to lie though. He was being as honest as possible. If only she had lie detector powers, or was psychic, he could just open himself up to her. But for now, she just had to take his word. And it seemed she did that by just nodding her head and going along with it. <br/><br/>It was his turn to scoff next, when she turned being from space right back around on him in a rather sardonic tone. <em>Actually, the space native thing might diminish your word in some crowds. Haven’t you heard there are purist regimes running around? Sorry to be the bearer of bad news but you’re more unwanted than my kind.</em> "Heh. You got somethin' against us spacefolk, hmmm?"<br/><br/> It was a bit of a tease. Things were better right now, but he didn't want to do anything that would have Danika slide backward and think less of him again. Finally, she listened to his rather simple request...to be friends. She was almost in disbelief that he'd even asked it seemed. Then she pushed his hands off of hers and told him rather simply that friendship didn't work that way on Earth...<em>however</em>. She was willing to give it a try. He smiled a lot wider than he thought he would've when he heard the news. But he didn't care. "I say...I'm gonna ace that test and get a new friend. Can we hug now? Hugs are...nice. They weren't really a thing back home."<br/><br/></span><br/>