Stavanger Bay I'll stare directly at the sun but never in the mirror

Reverie nodded, resisting the urge to thank him again. You too, She murmured, finding herself already eager to see him again. Not even for the promise of seeing Everett, but just for the comfort of having another friend, something she was desperately lacking in recent times. She had Lestan, but they were hardly friends...
And maybe that was the problem with their love, really. It had started as attraction, and leapt to commitment without much between. That thought gave her pause — and with it, an idea. She was thoughtful as she departed.