She spun to face him. "WHY?! What have I ever done to make you want to be friends with me to this degree!? And what makes you so sure you have all the answers anyway?! Besides!" she snapped. Then stopped. "Oh forget it."

She shook her head, turning away again.

Because that was it, wasn't it? He had no reason to like her, liked her anyway, but these other friends of his? If she let herself get close it would be Lydia all over again. Sylvando was... an oddity. Unusual. Unique. Her crew came up with her, they knew her at her worst.

But all these sudden fast friendships? Burned out just as suddenly, didn't they? Well, she was done being hurt like that.