Raven chuckled a little. "I'm not sure if I could have if I tried."

There was a very faint reddish brown color in Laurel's cheeks as she looked away, "... How are you feeling?" she asked suddenly.

"Good," Raven replied with a yawn. "It feels great to be lazy for awhile."

Laurel glanced back at Raven with a raised eyebrow. Then suddenly she smirked, chuckling a bit harshly, "You always see the best in things, don't you?" she mused as she reached out and grabbed his hand.

"I always try," Raven admitted as he gripped her hand with a small smile.

Laurel swallowed a little as she continued to look at Raven, "... Do you love Aaron?" she asked quietly.

Raven blinked, surprised by Laurel's question. "Aaron was my first love," he explained.

Laurel traced a vein on Raven's hand with her free one. "How did you know..." she continued with a confused look on her face, "that it was love?"

Raven thought about it for a minute. "I was the happiest when I was with him," he explained. "I wanted to be with him all the time. And I knew I would do anything for him. Making him happy made me happy. And when I looked in his eyes, I knew he felt the same way about me."

Laurel was silent for a long time, "But... isn't that just friendship?" she asked, "Being kind, wanting others to be happy and laughing with them. That's all nice but that's not necessarily love." she decided quietly.

"No... not really," Raven sighed a little. "... That person is always on your mind," he tried to explain. "You don't want to stop thinking about them, and you couldn't if you tried. And of course there's the physical attraction."

Laurel frowned a little, "Isn't that just lust?" she asked bluntly.

Raven shook his head. "It's different when you're in love," he explained and then sighed again knowing that probably didn't make sense to her. "It's... well, lust is more like something you want. Like a craving. But when you're in love... it's like... glue. I guess. It's pretty much about the other person. It's an expression of how you feel. It brings you closer together than any laughter or words can." He was blushing a little by the end.

Laurel continued to frown a bit as she stared at Raven's hand. After a while she looked back at blushing Raven, "Do you have someone you love right now?" she asked bluntly.

"Uh... not like that," he replied. "You don't come across that too often."

Laurel paused, "What happened?" she asked, "Why'd you stop loving each other? Isn't love like that supposed to be unbreakable? Isn't that what real selfless love is supposed to be?!" she suddenly demanded, each question getting louder and angrier, "Isn't the fact that you stopped loving each other proof that you didn't truly love to begin with?!" she exclaimed, trying to pull her hand away with a scowl.