"Oh, thanks!" Rebecca said, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. A smile crept over her face, and she laughed to herself at the sheer awkwardness of the situation - not that it was bad, but it was a little... Forced, maybe? But, oh well, that was entirely her own fault, and at least Monica didn't seem weirded out by her presence.

"The lake? Oh, sure, that'd be great!" Rebecca said, smile widening. [i]She seems really nice,[/i] Rebecca thought, [i]but I hope she doesn't feel like she has to say yes... She doesn't, does she?[/i] Rebecca hated second-guessing things like this, but she hadn't forgotten the way people in her old life, before the Home, had begun treating her after the [i]accidents[/i] became frequent. The constant slight hint of fear that she might have another one of her little mishaps, and that someone would get hurt - themselves, even. Of course, Rebecca couldn't really blame them, could she? She'd gotten a lot better at preventing her little accidents, but back then, it was a valid concern. [i]Stop that, Rebecca...[/i] she told herself. [i]You're way too insecure, of course she means it, she's smiling... She even stopped walking for you![/i] 

"I mean, if it's not any trouble..." she said.

[i]Damn it, Rebecca.[/i]