Life is Your Creation, 10-21-12 [iso:Patsy]~Open

Oh Patsy could tell Anna was hiding things, lying about certain little details, because of the way her aura was shifting. The colors around the girl were shifting, giving away how secretive she was being and how nervous she was. Patsy wasn't going to press though, wasn't going to try and get all of the answers from the other because, like Anna, Patsy had secrets of her own that she wasn't going to share with just anyone.

"There is nothing wrong with a little bit of culture, darling," she mused, grinning lightly. "I think everyone needs to travel at least once in their life and experience something different. If not, life is far too boring."

A thoughtful noise escaped her at the museum and food comment, the young woman chuckling almost sheepishly.

"I have to admit, I was quite fond of the food myself, though I had to refrain from eating everything or else it would just ruin my figure," she said wistfully, looking down at herself a bit before Anna had her attention again, a brilliant smile appearing on Patsy's lips. "Yes just like that. She's in charge of a lot of the comic books centered around the new heroes popping up~" she said proudly. "Mother also did quite a few older comics, just your generic gag strip type of comics. She prefers what she's doing now though."

Patsy wasn't saying anything for awhile, and frankly it was putting Anna on edge. She was quite used to people just taking what they wanted from her. It was a new feeling, the fact that Patsy was being nice and respectful. It wasn't that the lack of pressure was unwelcomed, it was just a new feeling, and it would take some getting used to.

Anna nodded along with what Patsy was saying. "I would have lost my sanity if I couldn't travel." The guilt over what she had almost done to Cody would have killed her for sure if it hadn't been for Raven and Irene. For all their faults, she really did consider the two women her parents now, even more so than her biological parents.

Anna chuckled along with Patsy, and then her own eyes lit up as Patsy laughed, looking so carefree and happy. Anna instantly picked up her pencil and began sketching furiously. It was perfect really.

Patsy caught her attention again when she began to talk about her mother's work. She glanced up at her between pencil strokes. She read comics of course for the purely artistic value. The artists were some very talented people.

"So your mother is mutant friendly?" She asked quietly. This question could either get her in trouble, or Patsy would answer. She was really not sure which at this point, and she was half wishing she could take it back, but it was too late for that.

She did want to know, and she was courageous enough to ask.