"Six years? Wow, that's longer than I've known anyone. I mean, aside from my mother. I never really had the chance to get out and be social until this year and well...you know." Freya's eyes became a little blank, moreso than usual, "No. I don't have anyone like that. Occassionallly I would think that, but then everyone just seemed to leave..." She stopped, just thinking about those she had met in her life she thought would be around forever and then get up and leave and never seen again. Freya watched the three owls clamber over one another to get what was left of the treats and smiled slightly. "The closest I've come are the animals I worked with, and those that lived in the woods near my home. People think I'm crazy, but animals don't judge as harshly, they are more forgiving and don't leave as easily..."