Ahaha, that occurs to me as well. I remember feeling ashamed of it, until I realized it wasn't my fault; I just didn't find the other person interesting enough to start chatting them up. Or, because I really didn't have anything to say to them. But there are other people, if you notice, with whom you can talk freely.
Did you read the chapters I sent you, by the way? o: were they too much?
Sure, when I was younger, I thought my ideas were the best, too! But the years passed, and they didn't seem so great after all, even if I was talented at making beautiful maps, if I say so myself.
Tread as you like. I'd rather not think the worst that can happen. When it happens, I'll think it then. But until then, there's no use poisoning my mind over it. That doesn't mean I'm not a cautious person...
Jealous of you, hm. As I so acutely observed. :D Jokes aside, that's not entirely a good thing... I wouldn't know what to do in your place. Help her, perhaps; or will that make her more jealous?