She didn't talk much after the accident. They said it was only a minor crash, no need for an ambulance or hospital visit. As I saw her walking away from the craft, I began to wonder if they were right. I could only see a few bruises on her arms, no cuts or scratches. Still, her eyes said it all. Something else wasn't right. Whatever had happened was more than just a 'minor crash'. When she finally made her way through the crowd of onlookers, I took it upon myself to play the friend instead of the detective.

"Are you okay?" I inquired.

"..Ye..yeah, okay." she stumbled in return.

She was never a 'normal' girl by any definition of the word, but this was downright odd. Maybe it was just shock, I don't know. We had plans to meet up with some old acquaintances. Crash or no crash, I had still had the intentions of seeing them.

"Well, do you need anything? Want anything?"

"N..no, I'm alright."

"Okay then, lets get to the lobby, we're late as it is."

Of course, we had our reasons, but it was no big deal. She didn't have any noticeable stumble, but she was moving so slowly, like there was more on her mind at this one moment than she'd ever had in her life. I didn't want to be too demanding, so I slowed my pace. I realized the walk would be too long for silence, so I resolved to try and figure out exactly what happened.

"So, how was your flight?" I jested.

She gave no response. I quickly tried to recover.

"Eh heh, just kid-"

"Hm" she chuckled briefly.

If there were a chance to get this info out of her, I just completely blew it.

"So," I remarked, attempting to change gears, "where do you want to eat later?"

"I don't care. Anywhere is good."

"Haha, indecisive as ever I see."

She smiled.

Our conversation quickly died and she was back to looking as meditative as ever. We continued our awkward walk. The emotions abound made everything seem as if it was moving fast around us--like we were the center point of some bad car commercial. I made a few more attempts at conversation, but she simply wouldn't open up. Most of the trip was sound tracked by her heavy sighs. Not for attention, though, that isn't her way at all. These were sincere. There was definitely something wrong with her.

We eventually arrived at the gate, and got in line for the shuttle car. Recalling the futility of my previous attempts at conversation, I gave up on the nonsense interrogation and tried being her friend again.

"You still okay? Need anything?"

"You already asked me that..."

"Yeah, you seem like you...it's...yeah, you're fine, right."

My frustration was beginning to grow. She simply wouldn't let me help her. I had tried. The line was very crowded. There was a lot of extra space in the back of the designated waiting area, so I was trying to figure out what it was about these people that made them all want to crowd together up front. It seemed very odd, but it then occurred to me that we were standing up front with everyone else. Before too long, the next shuttle arrived and we boarded. It would be about another hour 'till we reached the lobby.

The shuttle was terrible. There was no roof, just a big truck with uncomfortable seats in the back. I looked over at her to see if she had cheered up at all. Nothing had changed. I leaned my head back to gaze at the cosmos. The moon was seemingly hanging directly above us, keeping a humongous, ever-gazefull eye on us. Everything else was obscured by clouds. I closed my eyes in thought. Time passed slowly, and the silence between us made the trip a painful one. I was starting to dose off.

"Hey..." she said in a quiet voice, barely audible over the noise of the shuttle.

"Ooh.." I said as I forced my eyes back open, "what is it?"

"Your coat. Can I have it?"

"You're cold?"

"No. Can I have it?"

I gave her my coat.

"Thanks," she said with a gentle mumble, "I just needed to feel like someone else for a little while."

I was rather perplexed by her response. At any rate, she had my coat and was looking as mopey as ever. The only difference was I was getting cold now. So, I leaned back again, thinking about what was going through her head, and watched the moon survey this most interesting trip.