Wishy-Washy Fool

Phoebe Steadman I've dropped out, burned up Fought my way back from the dead Where it had been a simple task to push him away when his actions were outrightly romantic, his light hug was a different story. Instead of tensing and retreating, she relaxed and melted into his side, soaking in what comfort she could from the embrace. Eyes fluttered closed as she took in a deep, slow breath, focusing on setting aside the emotions threatening to well up for the time being. "No. They don't." she said with a sigh, turning her head to look at him. "What does nani mean though?" she asked. Phoebe focused hard on keeping her face expressionless as he spoke, revealing hints of truth here and there, but dancing around answering her question nontheless. "That answers what you went to see Frey about...but not what you wished for." she pointed out.