"It's a start." Lilura says, grinning from ear to ear ( figuratively speaking of course). "And I'm sorry for influencing you with my mysterious powers." Lilura says wiggling her fingers as if she was doing a magic spell or something.
" And I will shut up if you want me to. so, you know, I don't corrupt your mind any more. " Lilura says, taking a seat on the couch, her back against what was usually the seat cushion, her legs draped over what was usually the back of the couch.

"Hmm." He tilted his head so he could somewhat see her right side up. "We will see about that. You still have yo give me lessons, remember?"

"What? You want more? Ummm... Okay." Lilura says, somersault over the edge of the couch so she was sitting on the floor in front of the couch.
"Lesson three. You cannot believe everything I say. I make mistakes a whole heka lot." Lilura says all innocently. "Also, I fall and trip up a lot more than a regular mortal being. I usually break things that way... Though luckily I've never gotten seriously injured from the spills."
" Basically, lesson three is: I'm mortal, I've made mistakes, i don't know a whole lot of things, I tend to let my imagination go wild, and I am uncoordinated. "

"That was lesson three? Hate to break it to you, but I already knew all of that," he smirked, sitting on the floor next to her. "Except for the not getting seriously injured yet. Besides, you said that you learn from mistakes, right? "

"Yup! That's why we're here. The best type of learning, though, is through others mistakes. Then you know what to avoid so you don't make the same one as theirs. I feel as if somehow I'm some form of fashion, the world might be better if we just all acknowledged the fact that we're human and all different. By the way, I am terrible at teaching anyone anything." Lilura says
" anything you want me to give you tips on? " she asks. "I'm not that used to giving others advise despite my amazing performance so far." Lilura says the last part in a joking tone , meaning she really didn't think highly of her helping so far in the level of her being unable to do it. Casey was great. Not his fault at all.

He seemed surprised. "You don't usually help other people? Well, nobody would be able to tell that you weren't used to it. You're a natural. Don't get too cocky," he said, joking with her. "That's usually people's downfall, when they get too full of themselves. I would know." He was silent for a moment before he asked another question. "I hate to bug you with all of these questions, but why was a hug the first lesson?" He watched her, almost intensely, but it wasn't quite there yet.

"Questions are a form of learning, no need to be ashamed. And the first lesson was a hug because sometimes the first thing you have to learn is to figure out that someone really does care and accepts you for you and that being you, with all of our imperfections, is a-okay. Also, Iwasjustwonderinghowyou'dreacttohumancontactorifyouwouldn'tlikeitandattackmeandthenI'dknowtoavoidit." Lilura says the last part really fast before beaming at Casey.
"And no need to fear me becoming cocky. " Lilura says.

"Hold on. What was that? You said it way to fast for me to catch. And yeah, you're not really the kind to get full of yourself."

"I was wondering whether or not you're against human touch and If it was safe for me to be a little goofy." Lilura says.
"You never know, though. Maybe one day I'll become a teenager: a confident, cocky, defensive blob of emotion."

"Hey now," he replied. "Not all teenagers are like that. I mean...you're not," he pointed out. "And go for it. If I was against human touch I would've threw you over my shoulder when you hugged me."