[Junna's fingers brush gently over Lisa's cheek, while her forehead stays leaned against hers. She's loving every moment of this, too. It's a good pick-me-up -- and she has a sense, and Lisa has heavily implied, that there's more to come. She can't imagine something that would push her away. But there's that little nervousness, in the back of her mind; that worry, that won't be fully banished until she hears.]

...Mm. Me, too. I don't think... I can just turn off feeling guilty about it. But I'll try to keep moving forward, too. I-I want to hear, though. What else happened, in that last week.

[Junna's quiet for a moment more. Then, she nods her head. That entails pulling back a little -- though she keeps her arms around Lisa. The pool can wait; it might wait til next time, even. She thinks she'd rather hold her, at least a little, while she hears this.]

I'm okay to keep going. Promise.