it's a small world after all

Breathe in all the colors
Never dream in black and white

Phoebe's amusement did nothing to calm Soh's nerves, which were once again fraught and tense. It was, however, oddly relieving to have someone to talk to about this, given that she never had before. She took a shaky breath and a sip of her lemonade, trying to regain some semblance of her composure. She'd always been shy about this sort of thing, and up until she met Jude, she had been mostly touch-starved; even now, she didn't much care for physical contact with people she didn't know well. So whiel she loved to touch Jude - and be touched by him - she had no idea what she was doing when it went beyond what was considered chaste.

She watched as Phoebe reached across to pinch her arm, and she relaxed slightly, a crease between her brows that she hadn't known was there smoothing out. That had been her biggest concern, really, aside from... "What am I supposed to, um, do?" she asked, then added hastily, "I mean, I know how it works, b-but I want to be..." She searched for the right words. "Good at it?" Gods, if she could just melt into the floor. But who else was she supposed to ask if not her boyfriend's mom Frey's demigoddess?

Check my spirit in the mirror
Starry eyed tonight

Sohalia