Hushed Willows who even *is* galileo?

That struck her as odd, but she said nothing, instead focusing on the next question at hand. You, she answered without hesitation, smiling. Whatever has been on your mind lately. Anything you want to talk about.

Lily's face grew serious as she continued. You don't have to tell me anything you don't want to, she insisted. It can be as easy as what you ate for breakfast this morning. I just want to get to know you better. She hoped she sounded as sincere as she felt, rather than. . .well, clinical.