She paused thinking for a moment, "I like this island. It is the only decent place on this planet because at least here I feel just a tiny bit closer to the place I actually want to be in."
"As far as liking you goes," She said continuing her drawing, "Besides the cheese thing you haven't done anything to make me dislike you. I mean, you're letting me smoke in your van even after I barged in and destroyed your hot box..."
She honestly didn't have any strong negative emotions towards Desmond at this point. She was mostly neutral on him which was good for Live. Her biggest factor in liking people was their usefulness to her. She had a hard time justifying being around someone if they weren't purposefully in her life. But she also had a hard time opening up enough to people to let that happen. So far Kaya was the only one to truly accomplish that.
She eyed him weird for a second, "I don't think you actually want to have sex with me so you don't have to lie. I'm under no delusions about my physical appearance." Live knew that she wasn't unattractive but she also knew she wasn't the most attractive. She was just average. Average plus a bunch of dark makeup and grungy, frumpy clothes.
"No I don't think I would be all happy and smiles. I think I wouldn't have to smile there and could just actually be myself...which...is pretty damn dark. I want to go to the Shadow Realm but like I said, can't get my soul out of my body so that plan is a no go for right. So instead I just have to deal with being stuck in a fish bowl that causes me severe depression."
There she went, saying shit about her depression again. She tried to shrug off the saying like it didn't mean much but the word hung in the air in an uncomfortable manner. She quickly moved on to answer his next question.
She gave a small nod, "Yeah, my dad was mostly Cherokee. I have an affinity for the tribal patterns and native looking designs because of it."
