As the pair began to trek along in an orderly and rather quiet manner, Varda's thoughts grew chaotic with contemplating decisions. Indeed there was something on her mind, though whether to delve deeper into the subject of adulthood was what distressed her. The Author already seemed a little hesitant; giving the younger lass the notion that she didn't particularly like where the conversation was heading. However, that probably wasn't the case, though she remained curious for arising the inquiry.
"I needed to know for certain," she twittered in a small voice, knowing that the response wouldn't entirely satisfy her mother's query. Why did she ask? She didn't know herself, though there had to be something that influenced her. The main reason was just in case she went around blabbering that she was now an adult when it turned she wasn't, embarrassing herself in the process. "Although, I don't feel like one."
