<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">The small part of Zara that still felt compassion over Anel wanted to argue and tell him to not be foolish, that he needed to be checked out. But who was she to tell Anel what to do? She had shared secrets with him, that was more than enough. Raising her shoulder in a slight shrug, she took a swig of the liquor, "Fine. Don't tell any one."<br/><br/>His next comment made her inwardly sigh; damn. She had been thinking about pulling Master Ryan aside and telling him what had happened between Gareth and Anel. But...With a glare tossed his way, Zara muttered, "I won't tell anyone...for now. But you have one day, Anel. One day to tell them...or I will." Her eyes narrowed as she thought about Gareth, the idea of him getting away with what he had done to Anel was unforgivable.<br/><br/>And to think she had been flirting with him!<br/><br/>Standing up on shaky legs, Zara gave Anel the bottle of liquor and then sat down next to him on the swing. She was a bit tipsy, so she swung back and forth slowly for a few seconds before she looked at Anel, saying firmly, "You know it's not your fault..."<br/><br/>As soon as the words left her mouth, she felt stupid for saying them. <em>Of course he's going to blame himself. Didn't you blame yourself?</em> Her voice taunted before she sighed and shook her head, her black hair covering half her face. "You think it is...but it's not. It's what we are....people think--."<br/><br/>She suddenly laughed as she looked at Anel, saying simply, "Fuck them. Fuck what they think!" She nodded to the bottle, "Drink up. You're going to need it if you want today to pass by quickly."</span>