"What, even though I have voices in my head talking to me the entire time?" Lauren joked, but then changed her mind and sighed. "How does that make you more attracted to me?" She shook her head in disbelief, creasing her eyebrows. She listened to his speech, and smiled. He had a way of speaking that was definitely admirable. She gently touched his scar with her index finger, tracing it gently. She had plenty of scars of her own, but they weren't like this. She bit the inside of her cheek and listened as he defiantly told her what he hoped to be, before giving a drawing of a rose.
Crumple it? Why would Lauren want to crumple up a beautiful drawing? So she decided to do something else. She took her scissors, and carefully cut around the flower, and the petals on the inside, before folding them all up, so the paper soon began to look like a real rose - just shaded delicately and made from paper. She smiled again at the creation and balanced it on his stomach so he could see. "I think that looks much better than crumpling it up." She whispered. "We need to keep beauty for as long as we have it, enhance it even, so that the world can be that much more beautiful... Even if it is only one or two people." She shrugged again, snuggling into him. She felt a little cold.