<strong>Character:</strong>Raven<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Paris<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Dove<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Approaching Sunrise - Sunday (at least in france…)<br/><br/>Rachel smiled at Dawn's comment; it filed her with a certain warmth to know that Dawn too enjoyed the view. Looking down at her hand, which she now just realized was still holding got Rachel thinking.<br/><br/>She'd not felt the presence of anyone else's emotions since well before dinner ... and right now she had the overwhelming desire to kiss Dawn. She fought the feeling back, it was difficult but years of keeping her emotions in check was more than adequate training for the task. She didn't want to spoil a friendship, on the off chance these feelings were not her own ... or that Dawn didn't share them.<br/><br/>It seemed almost childish, holding hands like this on a rooftop... watching the sun come up.<br/><br/>She wanted to say something ... tell Dawn how she spent the past five years listening to college girls talk about all the things they'd like to go see, but ultimately wouldn't do because they were impractical. Tell her how she'd done them all in one day ... by herself ... how lonely it was to do such a thing. Rachel knew she'd spent enough time talking about herself.<br/><br/>With a smile she asked. "So, how are you holding up?"