Two open windows and a small breeze passing between them. When Gemini colors the first house, the door of you opens into language: you arrive talking, asking, noticing five things at once. People meet your curiosity before they meet your face. Some will mistake the lightness for evasion, the speed for surface. They are wrong, but you have to give them time. The trap is letting the conversation become your only weather. Notice when the question becomes a wall instead of a bridge. Your first impression is a hand reaching across distance. Let it land, then let the silence work too.