A World Without Sun discussion

She looked down at her pizza blushing brightly. "Sorry okay... I don't take compliments a lot..." She muttered

He sighed softly and looked down at the pizza, shutting his mouth. He hopped he didn't make her feel uncomfortable.

"Let's play truth!" She smiled

He glanced up at her and tilted his head. "Truth?"

"Yes. In truth there is no rules but you have to tell the truth. If you don't answer the question... And say pass then you have to ask me a super hard question. Trying to make me pass the question. And if I answer it I win!"

He blinked a few times at the rules of the game. "I've never played that before. It could be interesting."

"Okay. And you just ask questions. You first!"

"Okay..." He looked thoughtful, then shrugged. "What is your favorite color?" He asked, since she did.

She thought for a moment. "Green..." She grinned. "Um where do you live?"

"I live in the rebel headquarters, of you know where that is." He looked thoughtful. "Hmm...where's your favorite place to be?"

Espy grinned. "The docks. I love the docks..." She nodded. She smiled. "Who was your first girlfriend?!"

Jack froze at that question. "Um...I've never had a girlfriend..." He trailed off, shaking his head. "Who was your first boyfriend?"

Espy was shocked by his answer but was afraid to tell him hers. She hadn't had anyone. "I'm... Uh... Same here.." She grew bright red.
"Um... Like the pizza?!"

Jack couldn't help but grin at her reply to his question. She really hasn't had anybody? He grinned even more at her question. "Love pizza. Favorite movie?"

"Movie... Oh gosh. I love them all! Except stupid ones... I'm a weak one for the romantics. Hehe.. Yeah I know. But I like the actiony also. What about you?"

"Star Wars!" Jack cheered. "I thought that one would have been obvious." He laughed and waved a hand in front of her face. "These are not the droids you are looking for." He laughed and dropped his hand. "Favorite food?"

She shoved him playfully narrowing her eyes. Then grinned. "Pickles!" She blushed slightly. "Family?"

"Pickles are actually pretty good." He nodded his head in appreciation. His face instantly paled when she asked apt his family.

*About his family. "Uh....dead..." He murmured. "You?"

Espy grew red. "I... I'm sorry! That was to far I shouldn't have..."
She looked down. She sighed. Stupid! She then looked at him. Her parents had died.

She then looked down. "Dead... Three years ago.. Car accident..." She whispered. She stood grabbing her plate going and cleaning it.

Jack stood up, feeling like an idiot for along her the same personal question she did. He wrapped his arms around her waist in a hug. "I'm sorry. So...so....sorry..." He whispered, honestly feeling bad.

She was surprised by the act. But his hands around her waist felt comforting and safe. Her first instinct would have been to knee him in the balls but she leaned into his touch hugging him. Tears falling down her face. She was sorry too....

He noticed her tears and brought a hand up to wipe away her tears. "My mom dies giving birth to me. My dad died in a car accident a little bit after my 16th birthday." He sighed sadly. He never wanted to be around anyone on his birthday, thinking it was somehow cursed now.

She pulled him into another hug. "When I was 16 I lost both my parents in a car accident. Worst this that had ever happened to me.."

He hugged her back and just held her close. He rubbed her back softly. His other hand was stroking her hair. "I'm sorry that that happened to you. No one deserves to lose their parents."

"I'm sorry... About your parents..." She whispered. She sighed. Squeezing him tightly.

"It's......it's okay...." He whispered, his voice slightly shaky. He was trying his hardest not to cry. He didn't want to cry. He hated crying.

She rubbed his back now and pulled back cupping his cheeks staring into his eyes. "It's okay to cry some times..." She whispered to him.

"I hate crying..." He whispered back, looking down into her eyes, his watery. "I feel like I've cried too much already."

"No..." She whispered. She never cried in person. She would cry in her dreams. The day of the accident. She cried herself to sleep a lot. But this... Was the first time she had cried In Person because she thought it showed weakness. But it doesn't! "You can never cry to much for a loved one..."

Jack smiled slightly at her as a couple tears escaped his eyes. He never thought crying showed weakness, but he thought he cried too much. When he lost his dad, he was a complete blubbering mess. The tiniest detail would set him off. He wasn't sure he had anymore tears to cry, but obviously he was wrong.

Espy leaned up wiping his tears carefully. She smiled sadly and then hugged him again. Feeling safe in them.

He wrapped his arms around her waist again and just held her close. It felt comforting to have someone to hold. He wasn't sure for how long it would last, but he was going to enjoy it now while he could.

She leaned against him closing her eyes and giving him a squeeze. "Thank you..."

"For what?" He asked, rubbing her back again.

"Being here..." She whispered. She pulled back only slightly and smiled.

He looked down at her and smiled back. "Well then, you're welcome..."

She grinned and wiped her cheek again before cleaning up agai.

He wiped away his tears and watched her for a second. "Want or need any help?"

"Um... Here hand me you'd plate..."

He grabbed his plate and passed out over to her.

"and just put the pizza in the fridge!" She smiled cleaning up their plates

He smiled slightly and nodded. "Alright." He picked up the pizza and put it in the fridge. "Done!"

She finished and turned smiling only slightly. "What would you like to do?"

He crossed his arms as a thoughtful expression took over his face. He finally shrugged after a couple minutes. "Beats me."

She shook her head chuckling. "Um... Want to continue our game in the living room?"

He grinned and linked arms with her. "Sure. Let's go!"

She chuckled and pulled him in sitting down on the black couch. She leaned back. "Your turn.."

He plopped down on the couch next to her, the thoughtful expression coming back to his face. "Hmm....do you like flowers?"