Alexandra looked down at her cup and then up at David, laughing softly through the tear that rolled down her cheek, staining it. She bit her lip for a moment, looking down again for an instant. She found herself getting lost when she looked back up. She felt the storm within her calming. While it was different for her, it was a good feeling.

"It might have been both. But I don't mind. I am just a bit nervous. Then we must consider this to be a blessing, a rare moment where the two can be alone to converse as they should."

She smiled at him, softly. Even though she was nervous, he managed to help her calm down. Even without him knowing it. When he touched her, she felt a momentary happiness, until he moved to steal her tea.

"So you were quite the charmer even then, I see. I was the girl people ignored. The nerdy little theatre kid."

She sat up properly. She did have class, although her actions could show differently.

"Wouldn't we have had to have a chaperone?"

Alexandra giggled softly, her shoulders bouncing with her soft laugh. She looked at him, going silent and not speaking again, realizing she had began to ramble.