"I was wrong about you," she stated. So simple, so honest-- almost shocking to the girl that lived in sarcasm and spite.

"I thought you were disloyal."

The blonde one opened her mouth angrily to respond, but realized what she was trying to say.

"I thought you were disloyal, and I was wrong. You're rude, you're cruel, you're not someone I'd laugh with or cry with or tell secrets to--" she stopped, making sure she hadn't gone too far. When nothing changed on the blonde girl's expression, she continued carefully.

"But you are the most loyal, trustworthy person I've ever had the honor to meet."