Roza listened to Winston mumble and she smiled. At least they could agree on one thing, Sachael was much too shy to act on any of his feelings for Ellie. "Why? What do you see?" Winston asked and Roza cocked her head, analyzing the auras.
"It is strange...their auras seem to respond rather well to each other. Almost as if they were meant to be connected," she says thoughtfully. She hadn't yet mastered the art of determining what the colors meant, but she knew enough to tell that when two auras reached out to caress each other, it generally meant something.
She heard the bell ring and silently laughed when Winston asked if she wanted to go to class. "No, I do not have any intention of attending History today. I was just thinking about Aneal--that Guardian Angel? I do not know if it was a good idea to agree to those extra training sessions," she says. Again, she bites her lip, but quickly stops when she feels a spark of energy from Sachael behind her. She gasps quietly as she sees Sachael kiss Ellie gently, then deepen it confidently. She giggles and hides her eyes, not wanted to infringe on their moment. "I guess we were both wrong..."