knows how that is.

And how, she's curious to ask, but doesn't. Private questions are reserved for people she knew.

"I'm Wy, what's your name?"

"Anya," she says. A little shyly, seeing as many people don't like that.

"That's a pretty name." She extends her hand. "Nice to meet you."

took the small hand and shook it. "About what you were saying..." she started, "what did you mean?"

Smiles up at Anya a little sadly. "You know... holiday blues... I get those too. You're not alone."

((Arg, puppy in lap should not inhibit typing this much XD))