Seth had ended his visit to the deck and made his way back down to everyone else. Speaking to Psyche was his first priority, therefore he wouldn’t do anything else until he met with her. He went over what he would say in his head, in a feeble attempt to sound like he was prepared. He quickly realized that he was acting moronic and ceased all thoughts on the subject, as most things are left un-rehearsed anyway. He was genuinely sorry – he just wished he had all the right words to say.
He waltzed past the slew of movement coming from the bottom deck and reached Ana’s room. He placed a simple knock on the door, hoping that someone else was in there with Psyche, otherwise she probably wouldn’t answer. People had grown on her, so Seth doubted anyone would have left her alone after what happened.
Seth should have been relieved that Cube had opened the door. It wasn’t to his relief he soon found, however, as the glare Cube gave him made him quite uncomfortable. He wasn’t surprised though; Cube to saw Psyche like a daughter, just like Dominique.
“I figured you’d be coming.”
“I’m here to apologize.”
“I know. I’ll leave you two alone.”
“Thanks…” Cube left the room and Seth sat down next to Psyche. She never looked up at him, or acknowledged his presence, and he didn’t blame her.
“Listen, Psyche, I’m really sorry that I yelled at you like that. I know you’ve been through a lot and the last thing you need is me ripping into you. I don’t think you’re a creep, I think you’re a great kid. I just get touchy and don’t watch what I say when people get too close to… before. So, again, I’m really sorry. I hope you can forgive me.”
Ana didn’t reply, instead she jumped up and hugged Seth for only a moment, before she quickly sat back down, her face flushed with red. Seth smiled at her, happy that she accepted his apology.
“Heheh, I’ll take that as a yes then. You don’t need to be embarrassed Psyche…” She looked up and gave him a shy smile. Ana felt more comfortable around him now that she knew he hadn’t meant what he said.
“Uhm, Seth…I just want you to know that I really didn’t mean to do that to you, it was an accident…”
“I know it was Psyche, don’t worry about it.” He said with a smile. Ana looked back down to the floor, her hair falling over her face, once again becoming silent. Seth got the impression that she wanted to say something, but was hesitant to ask. He figured it was probably about what Psyche saw, and after his reaction she had every right to be cautious about what she asked.
“You can go ahead and ask about what you saw Psyche, if you want. There isn’t any reason to hide it from you anymore. Just keep what we talk about to yourself. All of us have pretty fuc- uh…Bad history, no one wants to hear about anyone else’s, you know? Puts a damper on the mood.”
“I understand, yes…” Ana said shyly. She was actually a little surprised Seth was so willing to talk about it with her now, but she understood that she saw what she saw and it wasn’t a secret anymore.
“Well then I do have one question..”
“What’s that?”
“Who’s Lydia?”
Seth smiled, but it slowly changed and he gave a bit of a saddened look.
“Lydia is- was the only other person besides my mother who ever cared for me. She saved me, I guess you could say.”
“What was she like?” Ana asked, curiously.
“You would have liked her, I think. If you got over her sometimes cryptic attitude, you’d find she was someone you could always turn to for help or advice, she was always very caring, toward me anyway. She wasn’t ever afraid to speak her mind either, she had a bit of a razor tongue.”
“You really loved her didn’t you?”
“I still do. Even though she’s gone, I’ve never stopped loving her.”
“How did she die…?” Ana could tell Seth was growing sad thinking about her, so she wouldn’t ask any more questions after this
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