Damita’s muscles were tense, though as soon as Tala’s hands moved upward, she relaxed – The girl was curious, well, that was Damita’s reasoning. Damita tilted her head back, letting Tala run her fingers through those caramel locks, eyes closing – It was pleasurable and soothing to feel someone’s hands upon her hair, a gesture that she’d loved ever since she was a small child.<br/><br/>“I would love nothing more than to be your sister.” Damita beamed, happy to have made a new friend. “I had two sisters.. At home. Older than me, both with children of their own.” Damita told Tala, arching a brow at the girl’s next question. “I… Well… I don’t know? We're all different I guess, but, thank you. ” Damita had the decency to blush, glancing at Tala over her shoulder. “You are beautiful too, you would be sought after in my home country.”<br/><br/>It took Damita a few moments of staring at Tala over her shoulder to get what the other had said, but it finally dawned on her, her cheeks going beet red. “Oh!” She covered her mouth, looking down at the water – Had they really been… That loud? “I’m so sorry!”<br/><br/>