[Honor]

Olivia frowned, her eyes tightening in concern. As of yet there hadn't been anything Saya hadn't discussed with her, and she had gotten confident in that. She knew, however, that everyone had things that they would rather remain private. Letting out a silent breath she decided to leave it alone. It was Saya's business after all, not her own.

Olivia examined Saya as he refused to look at her. His sudden distance, though only emotional, not physical, had her aching to reach out to him. She wanted to put her hand under his chin and move his face so they would stare eye to eye, or to hug him and banish whatever bad memories she had brought up. She felt her fingers twitch toward him; it was a hard temptation to resist.

So, putting on her best smile, Olivia stood and patted his shoulder lightly, the only contact she would allow herself at the moment. Instead of responding to his plea for another topic she simply moved on as if the conversation had never happened and they hadn't missed a beat in their easy flow of talking. "Here, let me show you this, I made it in class today."

She dug through her school bag and pulled out a thick sheet of paper. On the paper, in pencil, was what appeared to be dead trees. They're branches wove together to create the image of a girls face. She seemed to smile as if she kept a secret. "I'm thinking of turning this into a painting, what do you think?"