It was okay, she had at least ten methods of cooking salmon, all of them different (though often involving lemon. she couldn't help it, she loved lemon with fish).
Lexi breathed a sigh and nodded. "And if they don't want to help themselves, there's no way to make them take our hands if they don't want to. Or aren't ready yet."
Strange, Lexi wanted to do the same for Luz. Protect her from whatever might happen. Come to her defense when that wasn't an option. She was stronger than people gave her credit for, at least back home.
Smart and witty, Lexi had no trouble acknowledging. And she even thought she had pretty eyes, a dark chocolate brown. But beautiful? That still threw her for a loop. She was trying to be better about it, even though it was strange to acknowledge to herself that others (especially Luz) thought she was beautiful.
"Yeah, but I don't want you to feel like you have to...I don't know. Maybe not bury those experiences, but feel like you can't talk to people about them. I know you like to watch out over others and that's one of the reasons why I love you, but sometimes you need to take care of you first," Lexi said earnestly. "After all, if you're not feeling 100%, how can you help someone else feel that way.
/cue "You've Got a Friend in Me" from Toy Story. which was one of Lexi's favorite movies of all time.
"Oh, god, it's not just the bet. It's the massive number of completely ridiculous love scenes. That one's not appropriate for anyone under eighteen which I know makes me a hypocrite given the whole seventeen thing. Crap. I'll need to think back through the worst of the worst and find one everyone can see and laugh at. Nothing too kid-y, but nothing too much over PG-13." And Lexi sighed. "Which doesn't leave me with a lot of options, but I'll figure something out."
"And I'm so glad you did. As for me, well...I was sure I was just seeing things, interpreting things wrong. Like a whole 'there's no way she can like me, she's so warm and gorgeous and full of life, I'm being a dork," thing." Which made Lexi blush bright red.
Good, because Lexi had a lot of affection to share and wanted to lavish about 99% of it on Luz.
"I'll sit there, envious, and eat the chicken," Lexi replied, making a face.
"Honestly? Me neither. Every occasion I've had where it's been served, I take a piece and kind of mash it up with my fork to make it look like I ate some. Give me latkes any day of the week."
Wasn't that a universal childhood experience, to cry over that book? That and The Velveteen Rabbit. That one still made Lexi cry.
"No, mon étoile. It doesn't mean dummy," she said with a broad grin.
"Sure, why not! It can be an adorable couple language brawl. Maybe even in front of other people. No, especially in front of other people," Lexi declared.
wow, that's a blast from the past with alannah miles!
Lexi breathed a sigh and nodded. "And if they don't want to help themselves, there's no way to make them take our hands if they don't want to. Or aren't ready yet."
Strange, Lexi wanted to do the same for Luz. Protect her from whatever might happen. Come to her defense when that wasn't an option. She was stronger than people gave her credit for, at least back home.
Smart and witty, Lexi had no trouble acknowledging. And she even thought she had pretty eyes, a dark chocolate brown. But beautiful? That still threw her for a loop. She was trying to be better about it, even though it was strange to acknowledge to herself that others (especially Luz) thought she was beautiful.
"Yeah, but I don't want you to feel like you have to...I don't know. Maybe not bury those experiences, but feel like you can't talk to people about them. I know you like to watch out over others and that's one of the reasons why I love you, but sometimes you need to take care of you first," Lexi said earnestly. "After all, if you're not feeling 100%, how can you help someone else feel that way.
/cue "You've Got a Friend in Me" from Toy Story. which was one of Lexi's favorite movies of all time.
"Oh, god, it's not just the bet. It's the massive number of completely ridiculous love scenes. That one's not appropriate for anyone under eighteen which I know makes me a hypocrite given the whole seventeen thing. Crap. I'll need to think back through the worst of the worst and find one everyone can see and laugh at. Nothing too kid-y, but nothing too much over PG-13." And Lexi sighed. "Which doesn't leave me with a lot of options, but I'll figure something out."
"And I'm so glad you did. As for me, well...I was sure I was just seeing things, interpreting things wrong. Like a whole 'there's no way she can like me, she's so warm and gorgeous and full of life, I'm being a dork," thing." Which made Lexi blush bright red.
Good, because Lexi had a lot of affection to share and wanted to lavish about 99% of it on Luz.
"I'll sit there, envious, and eat the chicken," Lexi replied, making a face.
"Honestly? Me neither. Every occasion I've had where it's been served, I take a piece and kind of mash it up with my fork to make it look like I ate some. Give me latkes any day of the week."
Wasn't that a universal childhood experience, to cry over that book? That and The Velveteen Rabbit. That one still made Lexi cry.
"No, mon étoile. It doesn't mean dummy," she said with a broad grin.
"Sure, why not! It can be an adorable couple language brawl. Maybe even in front of other people. No, especially in front of other people," Lexi declared.