Wheeling Gull Isle good morning america!

Huā saw Ying as too boring; so what if she joked a little? It was her own body, she thought. She had the right to joke about the consequences- if to ease the tension in her shoulders, more than anything. Oh well. She would learn not to joke about serious things to Ying next time. Clearly the girl was too concerned about resources, parenting- whatever. Stuff she didn't care to worry about right now. 

The third time Ying asks is the time that Huā finally gets irritated with her irresolvable nosiness and gives in. The words came soaring from her mouth quickly like cranes fleeing a gunshot, Mal和Abaddon, She confessed, and cringed as soon as the words left her lips.