[Lisa wouldn't really blame Sam for sighing at her, at this point - she's been A Lot to deal with, in her mind. Instead, she nods along as Sam mentions her family, Lisa wincing briefly, both for Sam's sake and in thinking of her own parents. Not that it's her parents tearing her down. They'd have to be home for that. Aaaaand she's too depressed already for that to register much, but her mind supplies it should have.]

I have a feeling it'll be more than a bit, but I'll take it. Still, even someone I can feel is in my corner will be a big help. [It's even a help now, as some of the weight seems to lift off her shoulders. Lisa is pushing herself as she speaks, but Sam is helping.]

With therapy, too. I think this'll work out, but if it doesn't, I'll figure something out. Or they'll help me figure it out. All I can do is a lot to promise myself, but it's... what I've got, right? [It's all I've got, she thinks but carefully does not say. The huff gets her attention again, though, and she smiles.]

Can't let them see you cry, yeah? It shows weakness. It's not something young ladies are supposed to do in front of other people... [She huffs out a breath of her own, smile less forced but also a bit wry still.] Or something. It's not something I consider a strength, but maybe I need to. I'll just have to believe in that faith, right? Everything will be okay, and I'll make it out the other side. I just... need to trust in that.

[...she will be okay now, probably. Not right away, and not without help, but she'll be able to keep going. That's enough.]