The "yeah," was said with a nod, more from acknowledging what he was saying than agreeing flat-out. "But it still does. I haven't had many."

For the heavy subject, Terra's tone was unexpectedly light; it was somehow a little easier for her to speak now, and when she turned to face Zelgadis, she was smiling. Whether she was trying to ease the weight from him or from her own shoulders was difficult to tell.

"We've been friends for longer than I knew anyone in my home world," she explained, fingers trailing through her bangs for something to do. "So things like this... it's ordinary for you, but it's... something else for me. Even I'm not sure—"

Terra cut herself off with a strangled laugh, face heating red before she turned back to look off to the woods. It was impossible for her to let anything just be what it was, wasn't it? Every time she opened her mouth, she made things awkward and weird.