i frowned at her respons, but nodded. She would tell me about herself when the time came, when she was ready. We walked through the park, her wrapped around my arm. We came to the edge of the lake, and admired the view, the glow the moon cast on the water. "I know you're not ready yet... there's something about you, that you aren't ready to show me yet, either because you think it'll scare me away, or maybe it's embarrassing for you to talk about... but I'll be ready to listen when you want to talk, ok?"