Jenny blanched a little, just looking momentarily embarrassed. She had never told anyone about the depth of the feelings she had gone through for Quinn; even with Sera, she had really only grazed the surface of what she thought of Quinn. It was casual but still private sort of, but she supposed if she had to fess up to anyone, it might as well be Quinn herself. Even if feelings weren't their usual department.

"Like lots. I mean, like how to be myself.. like that I could be who I am, and do what I feel.. before I had you in my life, I never would have even thought about.. you know, liking girls or anything like that," she tried to explain, trailing off a bit. "It was never said, but I think my parents just expect that I'll grow up and marry a boyfriend and have two kids and a dog and all of that and I.. I mean, that sounds nice, sure. But I know that it isn't my only option. I was so deadset in making my parents proud, I never considered.. I might not want to be what they want me to be. But you made me feel all right about it."

Wringing the hands in her lap again, Jenny kept speaking, needing to get it all out at once. She didn't need the chance to hesitate. "When we would just be together.. weekends at your house, or in the summers or whatever, even if we were sneaking around, I felt like I had a girlfriend for the day, for the hour. I started learning all of these.. things from you, that were.. uhm, fun and stuff," she blushed slightly. "But there was more to it than that for me. I know you didn't.. really think of me like a girlfriend. But sometimes even though we were no strings attached, but I'm kind of guilty of breaking that in my mind. Guess I'm better at hiding my feelings than I thought.. all along, I thought you had to know how I really felt about you.. I figured you had to know and if you weren't going to make a move.. I don't know. The more we did, the more I thought I wanted this, and then you'd just.. pull away until you needed me again."

The blonde bit her lip, sighing a little. "Sorry, I'm just being sensitive. You're not a mind-reader, you clearly didn't know I wanted something more. I should have spoke up, but I didn't.. want to ruin everything."