<strong>Cynthia Peregris (http://img3.imageshack.us/img3/8836/01rw.jpg), Dining Hall</strong><br/><br/>"Well, I'll listen," she admitted.  "I don't even know how to analyze, though."  She left her hand over Sarah's, simple human contact to remind Sarah that everything would be alright.  Though she could easily pull away if she had any hint that Sarah didn't want her touch her, she'd rather keep the contact and show that whatever made Sarah so sad didn't really bother Cynthia.<br/><br/>The question of why Cynthia was here, however, made her more embarrassed.  "Well, um..."  She took a breath.  "I sort of...stole a car.  It was an accident, though.  And I wrecked it, and hurt the man who was coming to..."  She sighed.  "It was all a big mistake...we can talk about what happened with you if you like, but we don't have to."