Lilika is relieved that her new companion picks dare. Truths will have to wait until she finds out more about him because under the guise of true anonymity he’d lie. Of COURSE, he would lie. People always lie. She would lie.

She zigzags their path as she thinks, careening into him and tugging away to force him into an odd sashay. She can think of lots of dares but worries his next pick might be a truth, so she plans ahead. “Are you carrying your journal?”