Very ironic. [She hesitates for a second... then leans against Lisa, resting her head on her shoulder. She nods.] Yeah. I... well, I'm a perfectionist. So are they. They're just perfectionists about different things.

But... you're right. Even if I'm a Dreamer, I don't want to give this up. I just wish they understood. And that I wouldn't worry about what they think so much.

[There's a moment's pause, though. Lisa has a tough time with her parents, too. Junna is quiet, but she turns so she's facing her. Then her hands resting, a little tentatively, on Lisa's shoulders.]

...I'll try not to. I--ah--I haven't told them, yet...

[She bites her lip.] Your parents... I know you don't bring them up much. But, if you need to...