"...Thanks. Seriously, that.. means a lot to me, I suppose. I've usually kept to keeping things like that unmentioned, only for them to blow up in chaos." [i]Freya would let out a soft sigh, her head still leaning onto Traci silently. After a few seconds, she brought herself up, now smiling a little to herself. Though she would take to changing the topic.[/i] "So, this pizza stuff.. what's in it? Or on it, judging by some of the pictures."