[i]"Can't say I do..."[/i] [b]She lifted her head slightly, listening to sound of birdsong that carried in the forest. She was a good listener, whether it be with Desmond or the forest... But she wouldn't be talking much. Her words still felt faulty.[/b] [b]She tucked her knees to her chest, the blue skin of her right leg visible as dark blue lines traveled across the surface. The color coincided with emotion... And now, Chloe was nothing but weary and sad. For both Desmond, and her inability to really help him.[/b]