Is this normal?

Savannah smiled, thinking of all the bright memories she had of the farm. Although not all of them were happy, most of them were. Obviously she hadn't told him all her stories,that would take to long. That and she felt like this wasn't the time or place to blab about all her great childhood memories. Plus, she was feeling to lazy to talk that much. She felt more like listening.

"If you need anything. Just look for me." He said with a bright smile on his face. "I can always spare a minute or two... Maybe even an hour for you."

Savannah smiled again. Some one actually willing to invest time in her. How amazing! And to listen to her talk about stuff that probably didn't have to do with them-bonus points! Savannah was glad she had another friend to turn to if she ever needed it.

"Chivalry isn't dead. It's just thinned." ... "I'd be happy to."

Savannah knew that as a fact. Polite gentlemen were indeed very hard to find to in these times, but it wasn't like they didn't exist. She supposed if she looked hard enough she could find some. At least she hoped anyway. She never had good look when it came to finding nice people.

Savannah nodded to herself, thinking of the stories she'd just shared. But now, she didn't feel like talking anymore, she wanted to listen. To him, talk about his past, learn about what it was like in his shoes, learn things she didn't know. That was the beauty of story telling. You could always learn something new.

"So, what about you? What has your life been like? If you don't mind sharing that is."

She was pretty sure he wouldn't. Most people longed for a chance to tell, a chance to be listened to. Savannah thought it was nice to talk about her past, but there wasn't anything in particular she need to "let go" per say. But, she was always good at listening.

Savannah listened to his story with interest. Ah, there it was, typical human pride, trying to do things they weren't capable of. Nothing they made could ever be perfect, but they just couldn't accept that. She shook her head. Ah, she was ashamed of her race sometimes.

"I can create weapons using my arms. And even soften hits using the nanites to stand still created a kind of barrier of sorts. Though that isn't more of a power just... Control."

Weapons using his..arms? She bet that was a pretty useful power in combats. She always loved to laugh at anyone who picked a fight with her. If she didn't feel like fighting she'd just put a field around herself and watch as they attempted to break through. No one ever could. But anyway, this was serious business. They were going to kill him, and he used self- defense, right? What came next surprised her.

"I.. Understand if you want to leave. I do. As.. Much as I would like you to stay."

Savannah shook her head. Did he think he would hurt her? She didn't, neither was she afraid he would. She didn't want leave him just because he could be a danger if he wanted to. Her wasn't that type of person. She took a confident step forward.

"Nope, nuh uh, no way. I refuse to leave you. And you can't change my mind." She crossed her arms, trying to look strong physically and in will, and held his gaze. "I'm staying here with you. And I'll continue to be your friend."

Or was it something else? She didn't know.

So that was that. She'd made her mind up to invest time and energy into this friendship. Not that it was hard, or a sacrifice, she was glad. Glad to finally have some one who cared and appreciated her. Such genuineness was nothing like Savannah had ever known. Suddenly she felt his arms around her. An appreciative hug, no doubt. She felt happy, as she hugged him back a bit, and he backed up. She smiled happily.

"I am sorry.. I was just.. Happy I guess it was it."

Savannah laughed a little. "You don't have to apologize. I love hugs!"

It was true, there was nothing like a nice hug to express one's emotions. She always felt special when shared an extra hug, it made her feel special. So his next question excited her quite a bit.

"Would you be willing to go somewhere.. Nice with me at some point in time? I mean like what you humans call.. A 'Good time out'."

Savannah giggled. A date! It had been forever. Of course back in the day, she thought he was "the one". He wasn't. But Tellios was different. Maybe it was that his past had built character? Or he was just an amazing person. the first could have been true, the second she had no doubt was true. 'Oh, Sav, answer his question' she thought to herself.

"Well, I suppose I could spare some time to do something nice with some one special." she said with a dramatic flick of her hair. another thing Sav loved. Being silly and laughing, and listening to other people's laughter. It was a beautiful thing that she cherished everyday, and never took it for granted. She could feel excitement flooding through her body. She wanted to hug him and jump up and down, but she wasn't sure how he'd feel about that. She couldn't be to crazy, best to remain a little sane, and cool.

Savannah hadn't expected for him to start looking right away. Maybe he was more excited then he lead on. He seemed happy, which was good. She knew she was. She couldn't stop smiling, she felt so silly. But why try to hide it? Being happy was great, and seeing other people happy was great to. A nice country place. Sounded nice.

"Would you like to go to a nice Restaurant? I heard a good one was in town. Maybe.. Sometime with in the next few days during the weekend? I mean.. Unless you have something else going on- you pick a day."

Savannah though of her schedule. She was pretty sure she didn't have anything going this coming Saturday. the thought of it made her feel excited. Butterflies did flips in her stomach as she answered.

" I think this Saturday would work for me. If it works with you, we could have a go at it."

She laughed inwardly at herself. Her and her country language, so silly. There were a lot of people who didn't understand or like the way she talked. But she didn't care, to judge some one on their different expressions or natural accent, well ,let's just say they probably ran out of things to bully over. Savannah rarely got bullied though. Most of the boys were afraid of her when she was in school. She was strong and athletic. Still was. Even in her later teen years. Speaking of age, she was pretty sure she'd never asked Tellios' exact age.

"Say, Tellios, how old are you exactly. I'm nineteen."

Which was not that young, unlike some people liked to think. She hated being treated younger than she was. It was so frustrating.

"Thank you. I appreciate you agreeing. Even if it was a little.. Early."

Sav laughed lightly. "Of course sugar cube." Oh whoops, had she said that out loud?

'Date date date.' Savannah let the words run through her mind. She really hoped she wouldn't do anything stupid. Sh relaxed herself. Even if she did, Teliios probably wouldn't care. Unlike some people he didn't seem to love to linger on some one else's mistakes.

"Good. I mean.. Perfect even. If you live close by to the school I can meet you at the school gates and we can walk there?"

Savannah nodded she lived in the dorms after all. The school gates sounded like a fine meeting place. She thought about how excited she was. She wished she had some one like a sister or best friend to share her excitement with, but alas, she did not. She'd have to do without.

"I'm technically Twenty."

Hmm, twenty. He seemed older than that, though he didn't look to much older. She shrugged. Well, it was a good thing she was the age she was. Then she thought about something else. What would she wear? How should she style her hair? She'd go without her hat. A few outfit ideas came to her head, and she mentally wrote them down.

"Is that just a term for Sweetie? Sweetheart? didn't know we were one cute nicknames terms yet Darling."

Savannah laughed lightly, knowing exactly what she meant. "It's pretty much what I call everyone" she said thinking. This had all gone by so fast, she'd have lot of things to think about.