Mm. I can do that. [There's a nod from Junna, then. Do what makes her happiest. It should be easy. She knows it doesn't come that easy. She sighs, a little, and her eyes shift to look at Lisa.

Maybe it's something to work on.

Instead she looks at the whiteboard. She notices the schedules -- the way of communicating -- and it dawns on her. Lisa and her parents must not see each other much. Her eyes widen for a second. Then, she nods her head again, and pulls back to look at her face more easily.]

That's... that's rough. They should support you better. If you want to be a Dreamer, they... shouldn't talk like that. And--and they should make a better effort, too. To talk to you.

I know I might be biased...