Imani simply said, "Thank you. You're right. You're so right." Her voice was soft, but there was a determination behind it, a spark that Lily hadn't seen before.
Lily, slightly embarrassed by the sudden display of gratitude, removed her hands from Imani's broad shoulders and turned away, a faint blush creeping up her cheeks. "Yeah, well, it's your choice in the end," she mumbled. "I just don't like seeing people with potential moping around, wasting it... just like my brother did for me."
Imani's eyes gleamed with curiosity at that. "Your brother?"
Lily nodded, her expression softening a little. "Yeah, the one who just went in. And the one that you so unconsciously flirted with? My brotherrr?"
Imani's face flushed deep red, her cheeks burning as she nervously licked her chapped lips and looked away. "So-sorry. I didn't know what came over me back then."
