She smiles, her thoughts tossing around a number of ideas, before she finally settles on the one she wants to ask. "Why me?" He thoughts continue, but she doesn't speak any of them.<em>Why me? Why did you choose to take care of me, to speak with me, to have me open up to you? Why didn't my cold demeanor scare you off, drive you away like so many others? What did you see about me, and not my sister? Why me?</em>