"Lilac. It's like a summer's day in Italy with the flowers in bloom. I am sure I once belonged to someone there, that I was once someone's daughter." Her eyes met theirs as she turned her head. "I understand that the jury is still out as to whether a person likes it here or not and that it would take time to get settled. Ah, Chéri, and they aren't afraid of me, they're afraid for me. They are worried and think I am fragile... which is true in a sense right now, I suppose."