"I need to be reminded to get mine cut too," Harveste confessed with a laugh. "It's a pain to take care of when it's long, but honestly... Mine's curly by nature, so by wearing it long, it weighs itself down. In a way, that makes it easier. Hurts to brush sometimes, though." It was hard to imagine anyone would guess her hair color was anything but brown or blonde- because honestly, there weren't that many colors in the natural spectrum, really. It had surprised her when someone was actually shocked to find her hair color... Well, natural and not dyed in the least. "What she's like? Well..." She had to think, because the person in question was another player. It'd be a problem to give too many private details of another player away- she shouldn't even be giving so many of her own! Not that she'd bother worrying about that last fact. That was just how it was. "She's shy at some times and really forward the others. She's protective of the people she cares about and the type who probably would blame herself for anything at all that goes wrong- which, admittedly, I do a lot too." Rubbing her neck lightly, she tried to think- what else could she say on the subject? That question, however, stopped herself from trying. "It's actually really hard to describe someone when they're special to you. I never realized it was so hard until now. Normally on my own I can go on and on, but when I'm actually trying to think of it so it makes sense...I feel I just can't do her justice describing her, I guess? Does that make sense?"
"Mhm, that makes sense," Angel, for once, looked perhaps more thoughtful than energetic, though she still had that sparkle in her eyes even if it was a little less... certain, perhaps? "I'm really bad at describing people anyway so its okay." She hadn't registered fully that she'd stopped walking again and started to watch Harveste as she just kept walking. There were a million things going on in her brain. Not that that wasn't normal, but they were a bit more focused in subject. "I mean, I'm just curious because uh..." She swallowed her own question and hurried to catch up with a squeak. "Er, it's not important." She was blushing a bit and somehow more fidgety as she caught up again, playing with her new hair a bit more. "She sounds nice though, and it's cool that you found someone," she nodded excessively, plainly still just slightly off-kilter.
While she wasn't the most observant fairy there was, it was pretty clear something she'd said caught Angel off guard and was bothering her still in her mind. It wasn't just the wavering of her words, but perhaps the fact she had actually gotten ahead of the younger girl. Suddenly, Harveste felt like she was the more energetic by looking between them. "If you don't mind me, I'd love to hear what's on your mind. I promise, it won't be used as plot fodder. Well... Promising that's probably strange, really. But... I mean well by asking. It's just... It's only been a little while, but I already feel worried seeing you look so... I wouldn't say down in the dumps, but this is a different kind of distracted I'm seeing in your eyes, you know?" She wandered as close to Angel as she could get without it being just plain awkward and illegal. Swift movements had her grabbing the taller of the two's arm, holding her hand lightly with both her own. "I don't know what land mine I set off, but I clearly did. If you tell me, maybe I can help talk you through it as a third party. Sometimes just talking about things can be a great help. I promise, I've had enough therapy to know that it's true."
Angel still looked unsure, fidgeting slightly despite her hand being held. "I mean," she blushed a little more, breaking eye contact. This was not a conversation she'd meant to get into on her first day playing a game as a new person (more or less anyway), but here she was, drawn in by her own curiosity. "See it's just-" This was literally the one subject she lost her ability to chatter about. After a moment she just took a big breath, still looking more at the ground than at Harveste. "It's just... how to put this..." she brushed a bit at her hair with her fingers to buy a moment. "Your statement kinda got me thinking again," She scratched her nose cutely, her eyes finally moving up (or down?) to meet Harveste's own. "Like, I just discovered recently that... I'd like a girlfriend too?" she managed. Not the way she'd meant to word it, but it would be pretty hard to mistake what her issue was. Or at least what it could be.
It wasn't that hard for her to understand that some issues were harder to talk about than others. Patiently, she stayed silent, giving Angel time to express her situation. As she explained in an almost questioning manner what was going on in her head, Harveste struggled not to giggle. This girl was really, insanely cute. "I think I get it now... Sort of. You're uneasy because you like girls at all? I was like that at first too, I think." It was a long time ago, as she tried to remember the first female crush she had. Age was surely something. "What's funny is... My dad knew before I did that I liked girls at all. When I told him, his reaction was straight up confused on how that wasn't obvious." A goofy grin caught her features again. She kept holding the younger one's hand, but loosened her hold at least a bit. If needed, Angel would escape her grasp. If not, she'd be content keeping her eyes awkwardly on the girl once more. "I don't think there's a reason to be so uncomfortable with it though. Love isn't about whether someone's a man or a woman, in the end. It's all about what's in the heart... Or that's what I think. You have a good heart, so you'll find someone good to love you and that you'll love back. It's not a matter of if it's a girlfriend or boyfriend or anything else. What matters is they'll be someone you love."
"Yeah well, you're kiiiind of the first person I've ever admitted that to in any world." Angel was a bit too awkward to pull her hand away. It was kind of comforting, in like a big sister kind of way. "I don't think Dad would understand," she admitted. "So I haven't said anything. Plus I just moved and don't really know anyone anyway, right?" she gave a weak shrug as if to dismiss it. She didn't care that they weren't wandering at the moment. She was taking the time to mull over what was said. "I mean, I kind of never had a boy catch my eye, and I've had several boys that were friends. My old school had more boys than girls actually. At least in my grade." Never one to spend too much time pondering, Angel started to move and tugged Gently on Harveste's hand. She didn't try especially hard to hold on but she didn't really try to escape her grasp either. The real human behind Angel loved being way too clingy with literally anyone she was fond of. "I bet you were cute being all nervous like me though~"
Angel's recollection of her old school made Harveste happy, in a way. She wasn't sure why, it just did. It made her smile a bit easier, her mind going back to memories of her own school years. Years that had long since passed, but were kind of interesting to remember as time went by. "I was a bit of a tomboy when I was in elementary school. I think... ninety-nine percent of my friends, until middle school, were male. I had a hard time getting along with most of the girls my age, and to be honest, I'm more surprised that it flipped like a switch when I was in middle school. Suddenly I had a really hard time making friends with the boys in my class. I guess it's less I'd been a tomboy, in the end, and more 'luck of the draw' on personalities." It was hard not to cringe when memories of bullies took her attention- and she'd had a fair share, both boys and girls. She'd seen best friends bully each other plenty, too, and it scared her to remember them. "I liked guys sometimes, others I liked girls. It wasn't necessarily about looks back then, but it was more at the time than it is now. Now... Even the hottest girl or guy in the world is nothing to me unless I feel safe with them." Considering that fact, it was almost hard to believe how happy she was with her girlfriend. The way they'd met? Like hell she'd normally feel so at ease. "If you ever need someone to talk about girls with, though, know I'm here. I'm flattered to be the first to know, but... I have hope that I won't be the last, either. I think it's important to be honest with those close to you, family especially. I mean, I know it's scary... Trust me, I had a hard time with other family members. But... To have the people closest to you to rely on is really a wonderful thing! Am I right?"
"Sure thing," Angel wasn't sure what else to say. 'No I'm not talking to you about it?' That just seemed silly, and more than a little rude. She'd already opened up already, even if it had technically been against her wishes. Or had it? "I bet it'd be fun to talk about actually," she admitted, the rosy blush returning to her cheeks. "But I don't really have anyone in mind right now, you know?" She'd be happy to talk in general, but Angel was... pretty innocent all things considered. She honestly had no idea what people even spoke about when it came to romance. "Looking at the fairy you I can't imagine you being much of a tomboy," she admitted with a small grin. "I mean, I'm a pretty girly girl. Flowers, rainbows, unicorns, the whole nine yards. Whatever that means." she shrugged. Angel still had plushies all over her room. She'd probably still have pink walls if they hadn't moved. She propped her arms behind her head again and looked a little more relaxed. She was still kind of embarrassed, but she had already perked up some. "Actually what do people talk about with these things?" she might as well ask. They were there and on the subject after all.
"You really are just too cute." A soft grin fell on her face as she pat the girl's back with weak flicks of her wrist. It would surprise Harveste if her slaps were even tangible to people, but it was a habit she had at times- pushing someone towards the future wasn't so bad, was it? After all, she could use a push herself. "I meant in general. You don't have to have someone in mind, you know? There's plenty we can talk about with this kind of subject, even when there's no one in mind. I mean things like what attracts you to people in general, what you want in a girlfriend. It's a way to learn about yourself while others learn about you, too. Know what I mean?" Understanding oneself was critical and yet difficult. It was something Harveste took pride in- her ability to learn about herself from just about anything, even if what she learned was as simple as something she knew now that she didn't like or not. Sometimes, a seemingly subtle conversation lead her to notable realizations of how the past had haunted her or how the future could still be shaped despite her tendencies to hide in a shell. Basically, she wanted to learn from anything- about herself, her friends and the world. "I'm girly in some ways, not so much in others. I love rainbows and horses as much as most 'girly girls', but I always preferred playing video games or with foam weapons than I did playing with dolls. I loved my stuffed animals like they were family, though. I named all of them, gave them backstories..." She paused, embarrassed by one or two memories she came up to as she looked back at her childhood. "And most of my friends were the boys in the area. I mean, I've always been timid, so I didn't roughhouse as much, but... I loved playing in the dirt and beating them in Smash Brothers. Other times we'd just play pretend or relax with some mancala and cream soda..." Her rambling trailed off, her face still red from going on and on so fervently. "Sorry, I'm really strange at times... Either I don't talk much or I can't shut up. Looks like today's the later!" A nervous laugh took claim of her lips as she shook her body to shake any tension into the wind. "As for what people talk about when it's about the people we like or just that we like the same gender- I mean not because we prefer girls over boys or anything, but just we both like girls in general, whether we're girls or not... It's as simple as maybe noting at times when we pass by people, 'oh that girl's really hot.' It's more awkward than I thought as I explain it though- maybe because I mostly have that kind of random, sudden conversation with my dad... Which is weird in many ways on its own."
Angel had been good and listened the whole time. She still wasn't quite as peppy since this was one subject her mind did tend to linger on since she was still, well, uncomfortable with it. Obviously she didn't feel guilty about it or anything, but it was difficult to wrap her mind around even though the subject was, in general, herself. "I did a lot of that sort of stuff too~" she agreed after a moment. "I haven't actually played with dolls in approximately... forever or so. But like, I still love em!" she nodded fervently to herself. She could have come up with a number but that required too much thinking. "They don't really have backstories though. I'm just getting into this whole roleplaying thing. Which is why Angel is basically me." "Um," she couldn't keep quiet once Harveste quieted down, though she did pause to think a couple of times. Nothing too deep - she just wasn't sure how to respond offhand. "I um, it's kind of awkward to think the word 'hot' about a girl still but I mean," she turned red way more often with this conversation than normal. Actually some people thought she was completely shameless. "I really like hairstyles, and of course cute faces, and..." she had to think for a moment. "Other awkward stuff..." she shrugged, not sure how to even elaborate. She wasn't really the pervy type in the least. "I mean, you can probably guess. I'm too embarrassed to say it out loud~" she giggled away her awkwardness, but her body language was still as awkward as her wording. "I dunno why really, I guess cause this is new to me."
Her smile remained as she tried to reach to ruffle the girl's head of raven hair, only to nearly fall flat on her butt as she wavered on her toes. "I may have a character concept for my game self, but I'm still mostly me. Harveste just helps me fulfill my goal of trying new things despite my anxiety, you know?" For a hermit, the life of a fantasy world was quite unusual- but that just made it easier to play pretend for her. Anxiety was still her battle to beat, but the fact remained that she could fake courage here far easier than other places. And, with the courage she'd gained so far in this world, Harveste was starting to open up in their own reality. Not a lot of course- but a little could go a long way, right? "I guess saying 'hot' is kind of a strange method, huh? I was listening to an audiobook the other day, actually, about how language grows with the culture it's based on. It made me think a lot... And laugh, too, from the kinds of examples they gave." Her lips upward to the point they could touch the eyes that gleamed from the memory and excitement that came with learning something new for the ever curious mind. "But hairstyles and cute faces... What kind of hair styles do you find yourself drawn to? And by drawn to, I mean like... It's hard to look away, not necessarily that you want them. Long or short, things like that~ And what makes a face 'cute' in your mind?"
"Uh." Angel had to pause again at the questions. This was way more thinking than she'd meant to do today! Other than learning about a new game of course. Not that this even felt like a game yet. It was more like a movie where you woke up as someone more heroic in a fantasy world or whatever. Those were stories right? Either way, Angel had ended up being asked about hair styles and such. "I mean, to be honest I never gave it a lot of thought..." she took her twintails into her hands again for emphasis. "But I did make Angel a way I found cute, so maybe that answers it pretty well?" she shrugged. "I do like ponytails and things, so I guess I'd like them on another girl... er, maybe romantically I mean, I dunno. And I don't really know how to describe faces..." she shrugged again. "Your fairy face is pretty cute. Er, not that I mean anything by it but, as an example I guess?"
Even without being told, Harveste would have figured the compliment wasn't meant as a come-on. Then again, she'd figured many things wrong in the past- but this girl was too similar to her, too... simple, in a way. There was no way she meant any harm or anything overt. She simply meant it as it was. That didn't make her stop blushing in knowing that, though. "I know for me... While appearances aren't a huge deal to me, I tend to like long hair. It catches my attention faster, at any rate." Of course, she'd had crushes on short-haired girls just as often. "I know it's not really about looks at all, but even if you don't see them as someone you want to date, you still notice things about people, right? I figure I probably like long hair... Because I notice it on people, and a lot of my stories have heroines with long hair in ponytails or pigtails."
"I'd be happy to attempt to read your books if you ever sent them to me," Angel reiterated. "Your characters do sound cute. And make me think of VR me." she blushed a bit, wondering if she'd made Angel how she did because she liked that sort of thing. She saw Angel as kind of herself already so it was a weird thought. "Thooough that might require sharing some other info or something cause I don't remember seeing that sort of feature in this game..." she brought up her menu again to take a look, but quickly gave up. If she'd been just a bit more perceptive or maybe just an actually flirty girl, she'd have stated that Harveste's blush was cute too, but she didn't manage to do so. Really, Harveste was just cute. That was a fact that couldn't be helped. "Hmm, now that I think about it," she reached out and gently took some of Harveste's hair into her fingers in what was meant to be a respectful sort of gesture. "I suppose longer hair is kind of more uh... girly, so it makes sense..."
"We're on each other's friend lists, right? That means we can stay in touch with PMs easily." She spoke fluidly- though her already troubled pulse quickened as her hair was taken by the girl's hand. It wasn't as if she felt excited in a weird way. She just found it randomly embarrassing to be treated in what many would see as a formal manner. Considering she knew Angel was younger than her, as well? That just made her awkward laughter return to her lips once more. Pulling back with a sudden jolt, she raised her hand high into the air as if seeking permission to speak in a classroom- though she'd meant it more as an excited pose, she knew well after she did it how it looked. She used her words to try to hide any further embarrassment she might feel. "Also... you totally just reminded me of something important. I have someone I need to message... and I finally have an idea for a poem I've been struggling with. There's a contest being done by the Times that I really want to take part in, but I had no ideas until now." Lowering her arm, she smiled and spun in a gleeful manner, her hair spinning around her like whips upon the air. "And you know, there's lots of small contests for writing if you just wanna try it out sometime. I take part in them to challenge myself sometimes, because they usually have a theme or goal in mind. I'll send you some small ones I know about when I send you the book info. I'd give you a copy directly, but that'd require addresses and all that, which is bad for net safety, so that'll wait for the future. I have stuff online I can share with you instead for the time being. Sound like an okay plan~?"
