Kayla for her part, did so with similar gentility, lest she accidentally crush her girlfriend. Though she was still a little skinnier than she should be, the colour had returned to her face. She returned the kisses happily.

"I damn well hope so. And knitting? All I know about knitting is that you stick the cloth with the pointy end." At least if Kayla tried it, the needle wouldn't actually stab her.

The last bit of it came out in a bit of a British accent. Kayla stopped for a moment.

"She warned me about that. The whole ... thing that happened with me. That I might kinda mimic other people for a bit." Again, in an accent more than slightly reminiscent of Brianna's own.