For Your Sake, Don't Let Me on That Horse

Caleb nodded, raising an eyebrow at the sudden change of subject. "I guess," he simply stated. He had never really seen the tack room as cozy- more as a place where he got energetic, with all the thoughts of practicing horse back riding dancing in his mind. He stood up straight, and put his hands in his pockets, unsure of what to do or say.

Lorelei laughed a little, "You have to admit this little shed thing is quite comfortable." She turned around again, now facing him. "Well at least I think it is. I could store all of my snowboards in here." She smiled running to the other side of the shed(not a log run, might I add.). "This shelf could easily fit three of them.

"You snowboard?" Caleb asked with curiosity. "That's kind of cool. I've never done it myself, but I wanted to." He didn't follow the girl; he just stayed where he was, watching her from a distance. He then turned his head, skimming the walls full of equipment and tack with his eyes, trying to figure out what Lei mention by 'comfortable'.

Lorelei nodded, "Snowboard, longboard, skateboard, anything with board in it really."
"I don't snowboard here though, back in Sweden I did but this is New York. Well I think it is, camp is different from New York. But still, I jus skateboard here."
Lei must admit that her friends don't always like her on we skateboard. They're scared she'll fall on her pretty little face and bust it. She's not scared of that. Battle scars are cool. They're not really battle scars, they're more like accident scars. But the scars are still cool.

Caleb smiled. "That's really awesome," he nodded, and then thought about what the older girl had said. "Wait, you lived in Sweden?" He smiled wider. "Ma'am, I believe you're a long way from home." He teased her, making a 'matter of fact' gesture with his hands, and then folding his arms across his chest.

The daughter of Khione approached Caleb. "Ingen dopp Sherlock." She told him.
Lei was not culturally Swedish. Her last name is Westmore, not wry Swedish sounding. Her dad met Khione in Sweden. So the twins were raised there.
There was nothing much to do there, except for snowboard, she did that. Gus didn't and that bothered her. If they were twins shouldn't they do the same things ?

Caleb smirked. "Did you just say 'No dip Sherlock' in Swedish?" He asked, his grin growing wider with each word. "Because that would have been kind of awesome if you did."

He only knew what she said, because in seventh and eighth grade he had taken an extra- credit language course, where he learned useless phrases in all different languages. Apparently, he thought, that particular phrase was actually of use.