[Honor]

Olive grinned. "I know what you mean. My sister closest to me in age, Faith, uses a rather wide variety of perfumes." She wrinkled her nose remembering the smells all together. "Walking into her room is deadly." She leaned back onto Saya's bed, her eyes falling on the silhouette of his back. She could see one single stray hair sticking unnaturally off his head from her new perspective. She resisted the urge to smooth it down and instead closed her eyes, breathing in her surroundings.

"I've always had my rather large family. It's hard for me to imagine otherwise... but it's also hard to see my town as a family. There really wasn't much of a sense of community there. There was a sense of pride though, they were very, very proud people." She smiled to herself, eyes still closed, remembering the crazy lengths people would go to to prevent anything from tarnishing their names. She had seen crazy things.