Ana: Ema speeks her mind

I walked to my bunk, and carefuly set the rose on the night stand. I could still feel the wind in my hair.  I turned, almost running into Ema.

"Ana." She said. "I don't think you should hang out with that pixie kid."

I looked at her, suprised. "His name is Matthew. And he's nice. I've been a bit loney ever since I came here, so it great to have a friend. Friends are good you know."

She stared at me, her eyes cold. "I just don't trust him." She said.

She was making me nervous. "Ema, why don't we go down and see if there's any hot chocolate? You used to love it."

Ema didn't say anything , but she followed me to the kitchen.

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