Holly watched as Nikkela's face reddened, and she smirked at her knowingly, but didn't say anything. Hopping onto a fallen tree trunk, Holly walked with her arms out, balancing the as she went. The fairy asked her first question, and Holly laughed. It was a clear, bell like sound that echoed in the quiet woods. "Don't apologize. I can see that something has you flustered." Holly winked at her, but said nothing else about her behavior.<br/><br/>"I don't have a family," she said with sigh. It wasn't something she was embarrassed about, so she felt no worry talking about it. After all, she wouldn't lie about it. "I'm a foster child, meaning I grew up with other people who I'm not related to. Besically, the government moved me from place to place until I could take care of myself. I don't have parents or siblings or anyone. Hence, why I'm a nomad." Holly shrugged, and changed subjects. "My turn to ask a question," she winked. "Tell me about where you're from. I'd like to see it someday."