"Hi Lena!"

"Hello Abner," she said, looking thoroughly amused by the way he looked like he was about to rocket off, he was such a bouncy individual. She loved this boy. Not in the romantical sense, not at all, she didn't do romance. Abner had just wormed his way into her heart and stuck there like a fugus. It was rather irritating wasn't it?

"How are you? No, that's not my question. I was wondering, because, you know, one wonders, and stuff, it's a ... thing, well, hmmmm."

Lena angled her head to the side, and watched him, a bemused look on her face. He was talking to fast for his own good, and need to take a moment to breath didn't he? Sometimes it seemed as if Abner was just to bouncey for his own good wasn't he?

"Why do you ... you know... do things of a.... more... sexual nature if you don't love the people you're... doing... those things with?"

What an interesting question to ask. One eyebrow lifted as she reguarded Abner. "Because love simply doesn't exist Abner-dear. It's just an illusion that people made up to confuse their lust with," with that she shrugged.