...Lisa-chan. [Junna's voice is quiet. Uncertain, for a moment. She's torn up on the inside; she is trying to hold it together, when she is sick with worry for Hanako. But, she is holding it together, and--

And it's easier, when someone is right there and needs help.

She keeps her hands on Lisa's shoulder and listens, looking down at her and seeing the abortive attempt to smile. She swallows, before she shakes her head.] It's terrifying. The things those Torments have said. The--the way this place looks, what hes going through. You... you don't have to pretend, okay? Not right now.

Not with me.