<div class="floatright">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/a2f9ee9f69862b4347b81042d23f8c7c/tumblr_nmi4a72NCd1qgd7rdo1_1280.png)</div>Though her point was not made, Dza hadn't the heart to push it any further. What was the harm in a little teenage crush? She might've been so obvious about her own, seven years prior, though she always considered herself more clever than that. Her fingers led Ran's away from unlacing the uniform shirt beyond the first freeing tugs. She intended to wear it to bed. "The junior watch prepares youths for service with the guard. I expect I owe thanks to my brother's name for making the cut. Perhaps you know of him? He is Sreeja." She looked expectantly to find Ran's eyes, but, how quickly she forgot. Sixteen. This young lady would have been more interested in tadpoles and honeysuckle, the last time her brother had been in Melford. "Most likely, before your time."<br/><br/>She test the matress with the firm curve of her backside. A single bounce told her that this was the better of the two. "You take this bed. You've had a rough night, and I'm waking early anyway." A ghostly lingering scent of her raven hair was left behind as she went to claim the lesser bed. "Your father may have known him. That's how much older I am- the younger sibling, but halfway to your mother's age."<br/><br/>That didn't stop her from noticing. It felt terrible and she knew in that moment she would make a terrible man, if she couldn't even admire a pair of breasts without feeling guilty. She heaved a sigh like a ship's deck creaking, and sank back into her pillow.