Ginny nodded, more serious. "’I get it, I really do. You want something brand new that’s yours. Something you won’t have to share, but that you can be part of and proud of. Something easy and natural, in which you don’t have to belittle yourself to fit someone’s standard even though they don’t match yours. Someone that will understand what you went through with the war, and won’t try to avoid the tough discussion about it, but will help you create a better world for yourself. Give you the space and love you need.’’