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August's hesitation was noted but not acknowledged; it seemed to go away on its own without much coaxing from Forrest. It was clear that she still held some form of anxiety, but it wasn't something that needed to be inquired upon. Comfortability wasn't always immediate, and Forrest knew that.

So is August, she replied with a wide grin, I had an aunt named May. She was just the sweetest thing anyone had ever seen. Forrest took a moment to reminisce about the days with her aunt learning about things she could never have imagined having such an impact on her life. 

There was a moment of silence as Forrest scanned August's frame for any signs of injury or abuse; most of the young women and men who she had met with a disposition as offputting as this had a good reason for it. Why are you alone? It's dead cold outside. You don't have a pack missing you?