Me too. [Junna's quiet for a second. She'd like life to not throw them a curveball constantly. But... but, they can get through this, she tells herself. And she knows what she needs to do. Lean on people more; share what she's feeling; not try to carry every load and every burden by herself. That can help Lisa, too, she reminds herself.
There is a moment of hesitation, though, when she feels Lisa hug her -- and, frankly, she isn't injured physically. It's the irony of a Disturbance, she supposes. Her arms slide down to hold Lisa, gently, and she smiles after that. Welcome home...
That feels nice. No, it feels perfect.] ...thanks, Lisa. I needed to hear that. I needed... this.
[A reminder that she has some place she belongs. She considers, though, what Lisa says. As long as she likes. She hugs Lisa back, but then she pulls back a little to look at Lisa and meet her eyes. She doesn't want to have any miscommunication.]
...how, um... [Her face reddens a little.] ...How long do you want me to stay?
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There is a moment of hesitation, though, when she feels Lisa hug her -- and, frankly, she isn't injured physically. It's the irony of a Disturbance, she supposes. Her arms slide down to hold Lisa, gently, and she smiles after that. Welcome home...
That feels nice. No, it feels perfect.] ...thanks, Lisa. I needed to hear that. I needed... this.
[A reminder that she has some place she belongs. She considers, though, what Lisa says. As long as she likes. She hugs Lisa back, but then she pulls back a little to look at Lisa and meet her eyes. She doesn't want to have any miscommunication.]
...how, um... [Her face reddens a little.] ...How long do you want me to stay?