[This guy was the real deal. It was so unreal almost how how softspoken someone can be to his own duty and talent. She cocked her head, taking interest in the conversation. There was something so soft and humble about those words, and it caused her caramel center to feel free to surface just a tad. She had faith she can smell pretension and fakeness in others, and she didn’t see anything in this gent but sincerity. Which was somewhat rare.]

It takes a lot to be dedicated. Especially if you’re that serious about it. At that point, it’s far passed obligation and comes off as genuinely passionate. People can see that sincerity.

[She let that simmer for a moment before speaking again.]

...I like to write.