Florenza looked around - she was becoming overwhelmed with concern. For a moment, she slipped into a daze, taking a special notice of the cool breeze that blew her brown hair gently behind her shoulders. It smelt of freshly cut grass, causing her to feel a sense of nostalgia stemming from her childhood. Suddenly, she began to relax. Her muscles relaxed, her shoulders lowered, her teeth unclenched. Turning to Leon, she looked at him intently. He was eager to help Florenza, which she took a special appreciation in. She felt a little less in the dark at her new home, which in turn made her feel more comfortable.
Although Florenza was content with Leon's efforts, she was uncapable of determining how he felt about the issue. Was he troubled? Was he excited? Or was he just simply offering a nice gesture? Despite the unknown, she remained optimistic. "Yes. I think it is inside purse," she told the boy, beginning to unzip her clutch. Just as she was about to reach inside for the flight information, she stopped and examined the pair.
"I am sorry. I must have..." she began, searching for the English word interrupted, "Um, you two must have been doing something before me. I hope I am okay," she said, becoming increasingly timid as she reached the end of her sentence.
Although Florenza was content with Leon's efforts, she was uncapable of determining how he felt about the issue. Was he troubled? Was he excited? Or was he just simply offering a nice gesture? Despite the unknown, she remained optimistic. "Yes. I think it is inside purse," she told the boy, beginning to unzip her clutch. Just as she was about to reach inside for the flight information, she stopped and examined the pair.
"I am sorry. I must have..." she began, searching for the English word interrupted, "Um, you two must have been doing something before me. I hope I am okay," she said, becoming increasingly timid as she reached the end of her sentence.




