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“I want be a marine biologist when I grow up.” Said Branwan reflectively as she walked. She thought about this for a moment and the added, “When I get out of here,” she paused again, “If I get out of here.”

“That’s okay,” said Branwan kindly, “My dad had asthma, it was getting better when I saw him last, it can’t do that can it?” Her heart felt heavy at the mention of her father and for a moment she feared she would cry.

“Maybe we’ll, just walk,” she managed to force out.

“I had a friend who went to Hawaii, is it nice?” She paused, “what are the plants like? The only one I know are palm trees.” She wrinkled her nose happily and smiled.

Her smile fell right off her face when she heard of his impending death, “oh,” was all she said.

Noticing his need to get off the subject she was only too happy to oblige, “so,” she said looking for something to talk about, “do you play any games?”

“Well, I don’t know, I guess ‘what do you do for fun’ sounds too clichéd,” she smiled in quiet amusement, “But... what do you do for fun?”

She closed her eyes and tilted her head up toward the sky as she walked, letting the sun warm her face.

Branwan grinned, “I’m no good at Sudoku, all those numbers, it drives me crazy,” she shook her head happily.

“I do gymnastics, Play on the computer, read,” she paused, thinking, the only sound was her feet hitting the earth, “Draw n’ pant n’ stuff, hang out with my friends or my teem I guess, talk, oh yeah,” she looked over to Edward with a smile, “I clime mountains.” She laughed, to show that there were no hard feelings that she wasn’t climbing this one.

She liked Edward, he was nice and her treated her like an equal, and not like a little kid.

“Yeah, I can stick my foot behind my head, not that that will help me much in life,” Branwan smiled, “anyway, I don’t know if I can still do it now.” By ‘now’ she meant ‘after her transformation.’

“Well, my favorite book…” she looked off into the distance, thinking, “It used to be the never ending story, but now… I’d have to say, Night watch? The Hogfather? Mort? Thud? Some Terry Pratchett book, there are too many to pick one,” she smiled, her eyes looking off into memory, “what books do you like?”

“And don’t worry about the mountain, by the time I leave here I probably will have climbed it five times.” She smiled jokingly.

“was, Was that flexible, I don’t think I am any more, I can possibly get that flexible again,” a small frown crossed her face.

“To Kill A Mocking Bird, I haven’t read it, is it good?” she looked up at him questioningly, “we watched the movie in school but I don’t know if it does the book justice, most don’t. My friends all thought it was boring, they said, ‘it’s black and white, and just a lot of people talking and stuff’ huh, not enough exploding space ships for them! I thought it was pretty good,” she shrugged as if to say ‘you can’t change people easy.’

“Oh no! You are not, I don’t want you to have a asthma attack, I am so not equipped to deal with that!’ She grinned to show she was joking.

“I’d love to borrow it, I’m almost out of books,” Branwan said happily, “perhaps I could lend you a Pratchett book, they’re very good, you might like them.”

Her gaze moved to the sun which now hung low and red in the sky, “what kind of music do you like?” she asked curiously, making conversation.