Firefly Glen 4 "Oh"s, sweet love of mine

Howl had got her stern message and kept his distance. He also looked genuinely sorry for what he had done and Wraen felt a sudden pang of guilt for over-reacting, because he had not done anything bad, but just... well, crossed a boundary that she had not allowed yet to pass. Or did he need permission? She was all confused, how these things worked, and what was worse - there was no one else really, who she could ask the right questions. Wraen was noticing the opposite sex now more than before, some made her feel more giddy and silly than others and, since she could not keep all these emotions bottled in forever, she would be more than happy to act, if someone was there to explain the rules, how these things worked. 

In other words - where was mom, when you needed her, huh?

"Indecent - yes - but that does sound nice and flattering," Wraen replied, now a bit more warmly than before. "Though that is not necessarily true about me. Did you have your heart broken?" she asked next, remembering that at least in one other occasion she had met a person, who had been very inclined about sharing her love-life stories with her. And if this guy wanted a release, then she would offer a polite and non-judgemental ear to listen to. Whether she would offer a shoulder to cry on, that would be decided later. "I can listen and not ask questions."