At her question, Domi looks into Blythwin's face.<br/><br/>"Can I just get an order of those too.  Please?"<br/><br/>As the waitress walks away, Domi looks at Blythwin and chews on her lower lip for a bit.  She is deeply in love with the older woman, but she is afraid.  Afraid of getting too close, afraid of being rejected, afraid of abandonment.<br/><br/>"I like just sitting here with you Blythwin.  It makes me so happy to actually be near you, without me being in trouble."