Eirian returned her smile, though it was slightly taxed now. "Nothing," she sighed. "I like you... I do. If it was my choice, it would be you... especially with the selection I know of so far." Eww. Trixie. "It is only that Jay and I had a fight... partially because of your existence?" Sigh. "For a while now, he and I have been... not well. Trixie came between us, and you know his aversion to owls... I tried to buy him one, but he would not let me. It almost feels as if he is trying to replace me because I now have a boyfriend." Ever since Thiago came to stay, it had been downhill for her relationship with her partner in crime. "I think Thiago told him some things about me that he did not like... You see, Thiago and I were together in Brazil, and before that best friends. He knows... much. A lot I left behind, a lot of what I used to be... what I was before I moved here." Before her depression, before her dad's death, before the humbleness that had been bestowed upon her by her loss, her grandmother, and her lack of knowledge of the English language. "I think he has changed since he found his mother, as well. Maybe, now that he has found her, he is angry that she left him in the first place? Maybe he now misses his father... I do not know. He will not say a thing to me."

Eirian sighed. She had spoken too much again, hadn't she? For once, she almost hoped that her accent had slurred the words into something beyond comprehension, only to leave Hayley confused and wondering why the lopsided smile had left Eirian's face. With her luck, she had probably lost her accent for that moment in time, leaving it all crystal clear and up for judgmental interpretation. "I am sorry... I did not mean to say so much," she murmured. "I only have no one to speak to about such things... Thiago does not like hearing of Jayce, you see, and visa versa."