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After a short while longer her grip loosened, her tears stopping. Ceres then shifted a little and removed her arms from under his. She still looked red in the face, though that was more from the crying fit than anything. Closing her eyes she used the base of her index fingers and rubbed, efficiently removing any wetness that might have remained while itching at her eyes.

Blinking a few times she looked up next, giving a shrug of shoulders. Her voice was steady now, but held a little of the wear and tear from the break down. "Its not something that comes up in conversations all that often. Besides one time that it did i was teased for it, oh wow your Claustrophobic? hahaha!" The ending of her sentence she gave a slight tone to, to indicate someone else saying it.

"I was fine until the door closed, small rooms don't bug me until... well. I feel trapped inside."

"Hey its no fun if you know ALL of my secrets." She had a sinking suspicion he might just use that knowledge against her at some point. Either way, it was said with a laugh and a shrug. "Lets just say as long as you don't toss me in to tiny dark fully closed rooms, we are okay."

In fact she would take his note of 'dirty tricks' as a bit of a challenge really. BRING IT, BIX.

Though she did reach up a finger and flick him on the arm once again, not as hard as the first time she did that. "You dont get the claim the credit for scaring me though, because nothing YOU did actually effected me that way. So you dont get all the credit." Round about way of saying STOP BLAMING YOURSELF D<.

"I might have to kick you if you pushed the point, though i think this is my cue to ask what happened to make the other one cry?" Just to be stubborn, and maybe show bix he missed a spot, she wiped one last times with the backs of her wrists on her eyes.

She did not move though, deciding to stay where she had planted her knees. She did shuffle a little though, but not move much. "...I think so? No more dark scary rooms though okay? All i ask. Thank you for pulling me out of there. Might have been instinctual but, it cleared my head." She didn't think it was much, though what worried her more was in their line of work it was inevitable this would happen again. Not by accident either.

"...Though just think, we have a new project." She lifted a arm to indicate the pool, waiting and still looking like a**.

She actually visibly winced at the explanation. Ouch. She could see why the other girl freaked out, but he was only responding to the girls initial joke so...

"Gotta admit i probably would have reacted the same." A pause, dramatic effect or payback for his own teasing? "..Partially. Would'a jumped in to save your a**, and then probably bopped you on the head once i realized you were BEING an a**" Yeah thats probably how it would have happened...

"Though I'm sorry that happened." She had a hunch the date was ruined from that point, she could understand bad dates... she had gone on her fair share as well before. " Hopefully she understood afterwords?"

Yup, she apparently had struck a sour note. Great, well it was..only fair right? He found out something that made her uncomfortable. She tried to justify herself, and she was failing miserably. Hers was not a ailment of the heart, and those were harder to patch up than most. At least this was the hint she was getting from the way he had bee reacting.

Taking the hand she lifted herself to her feet and also brushed off any debris that was sticking to her clothing or coat. Why did the coats have to be white anyways? Always shows way too much color.

"Sure." She walked off with him and left the pool house to continue their patrol. Heh, she had meant to come back here and hopefully make good memories to remove those of the schoolhouse, and apparently she just made it worse. Good job Ceres.

".. I am sorry though." She piped up after the quiet was a bit too much for her. "For freaking out and...surfacing old bitter memories. Apparently thats something that -I- am good at."

Oh, Buurn. Worse than heartbreak and moving on, unreciprocated love ouch. Still out of respect, she waited until he was finished speaking before decided what to do.

She really was not good about holding her tongue.

"Wait."

He didnt stop.

Reaching out a hand she grabbed hold of his wrist, squeezed tightly, and forced him to stop in his path. Still holding on, she wheeled around him until she was standing face to face with him. "Listen to me, damnit!." Was all she said, letting go, and lifting a hand to poke the man smack in the middle of his chest. Her eyes still red with the tears, she probably looked like some sort of a mad woman.

"This...Molly, i don't know exactly the circumstances of it all and i don't even know her, but from where im standing she was a DAMN fool to let you go. You are smart, funny, easy on the eyes, and an amazing friend. That scar wound on your back is proof enough of your loyalty to people, you would not even have that otherwise. Those stitches on your belly are from doing your job, a job that puts us all in the line of danger every single day. Yet you are still one of the most dedicated people i have ever met."

She paused for a second, looking down and catching her breath, before flicking her aquamarine eyes back to meet his red.

"We all have baggage, we all have faults, we all do and say things we wish we could take back, but you know what? Thats what makes us human. Thats what makes us all special. The events, and scars, of the past are what mold us in to what we are today. So." She poked his chest. "Dont." Another poke. "You dare." Another. "Put yourself down for that."

She really didnt fight when he was grabbing at her wrists, but she did stand her ground. "First, its been a little over a week. Secondly, if you think about it, after four months in a stupid pod a week is like a lifetime to me." She would not linger on that, but hopefully he would understand.

"Thirdly, just from getting to know you these past few 'days', i can still see how you are. I take myself as a pretty good judge of character. Sure i probably dont know you as well as others, but s**t, your a good friend okay. Until you do something to me to change that, my view wont change. Just take the compliments and deal with it ok?"

Once she saw his posture, she couldn't help but sigh... and somewhere inside, feel bad. "Look, im sorry for manhandling you but... it just upsets me when i see someone down that doesn't need to be. Look at me." She paused, realizing she barked another order. ".... Please Look at me?"

When he did, or even if he didn't, she continued on a moment later. " I tend to speak what i think, but hey... at least you'll always know whats in my head, yes? I am..sorry if i upset you."