I looked at my group while assessing them with new urgency.
Emi, the sweet innocent girl whose trust I was carefully cultivating. Her healing abilities made her invaluable, and her connection to Natalia provided a perfect avenue into additional social circles. She was already warming to me with her cheeks coloring slightly whenever our eyes met for too long.
But rushing things could spook her and drive her away permanently. Pushing too hard too fast might shatter the careful foundation I'd been building.
Soomin, the shy nervous wreck who was terrified of her own shadow. The girl practically fainted when someone raised their voice near her. Getting her comfortable enough for a thirty-second kiss within a single day seemed like trying to tame a wild rabbit in the middle of a thunderstorm.
