Dessy hoped Reechani wouldn't find her where she was hiding, in Traverse Town. The doubts clouding her mind… they wouldn't make him happy, and he'd be able to see the dark look in her eyes (she had seen it herself in a puddle she had walked by) and she wouldn't be able to handle herself if she lied, and didn't want him to know the truth…

She was worried that he was around, though.  It /was/ raining… but he wasn't around as far as she could see.  She looked around once more before choosing a spot in the alleyway she first woke up in to sit down.  She put her face in her hands, ignoring the feeling of water dripping off her and trying to put her mind straight.  She was in love with Reechani… or, she thought she was, at least.  The last time she thought she was in love it didn't turn out at all like she wanted it to.  Now, she was trying to figure out what to do, what to think.  She looked up at the rain and the sky, opening her mouth to scream out her frustration.

"Forgive, sounds good
Forget, I’m not sure I could
They say time heals everything
But I’m still waiting

I’m through with doubt
There’s nothing left for me to figure out
I’ve paid a price
And I’ll keep paying…"

Instead, she started singing, and looked like she surprised herself.  She stood up, though still looking surprised at herself, and stepped out of the alleyway into the First District, still singing.  The surprise slowly died away and all that was left for passersby to see was the weird girl walking through the rain, looking up at the sky and singing.

"I’m not ready to make nice
I’m not ready to back down
I’m still mad as hell and
I don’t have time to go round and round and round
It’s too late to make it right
I probably wouldn’t if I could
‘Cause I’m mad as hell
Can’t bring myself to do what it is you think I should…"

Soon she was soaked to the bone, but she didn't feel chilled at all. It was like the rain and her thoughts had flinted together to form a flame that kept her going.  Almost… like the rain and the doubts fighting to gain her trust, her heart… her everything.  She was hoping the rain--Reechani--would win out, but still… the doubts were clouding her mind.

"I know you said
Can’t you just get over it
It turned my whole world around
And I kind of like it

I made my bed and I sleep like a baby
With no regrets and I don’t mind sayin’
It’s a sad sad story when a mother will teach her
Daughter that she ought to hate a perfect stranger
And how in the world can the words that I said
Send somebody so over the edge
That they’d write me a letter
Sayin’ that I better shut up and sing
Or my life will be over…"

Slowly her head tilted to where she was looking in front of her; she looked at the people staring at her and smirked, that dark look still in her eyes making her much more dangerous than she really was.  She chuckled as some of them stepped back, and continued.

"I’m not ready to make nice
I’m not ready to back down
I’m still mad as hell and
I don’t have time to go round and round and round
It’s too late to make it right
I probably wouldn’t if I could
‘Cause I’m mad as hell
Can’t bring myself to do what it is you think I should

I’m not ready to make nice
I’m not ready to back down
I’m still mad as hell and
I don’t have time to go round and round and round
It’s too late to make it right
I probably wouldn’t if I could
‘Cause I’m mad as hell
Can’t bring myself to do what it is you think I should…"

She loved the way music and singing made her forget about almost everything else. No, it wasn't strong enough to keep her doubts away and it would never be able to keep Reechani out of her mind.  No, nothing would take them away, for she was far too deep in her feelings to get out now.

"Forgive, sounds good
Forget, I’m not sure I could
They say time heals everything
But I’m still waiting…"

She trailed off slowly, her gaze moving to the ground as the dark look faded, sadness and confusion taking over--and she didn't want Reechani seeing that either. Because, no matter what… Dessy knew she wouldn't be able to lie to him about her doubts, and she also knew that no matter what he said, unless something so significant totally blew the doubts out of the water and made them seem so untrue that they just faded happened, they would be there, always hanging over her head.

But she didn't care, either.  She loved the water demon, and… she always would.