[Junna feels a growing nervousness. No, a fear -- that she hasn't understood Lisa, somehow, and that she overstepped some boundary. That maybe somehow, Junna did the wrong thing. It's an intrusive thought, one that creeps into her mind. But it all starts to fade as Lisa speaks. Her voice sounds rough, Junna thinks, when she hears it. Her hands still on the sides of Lisa's face, and she looks at her.

The worry isn't gone entirely. Not when Lisa says she doesn't know if she agrees with all of that -- or that maybe what she thinks isn't so important. But she sees that smile, fragile smile. And she feels those arms wrap around her, and Lisa leans into her a little bit.

Then, Junna leans back against her. And there's a little more to that lean. She needs someone to lean on right now, too.]

You do, Lisa. You... you make me feel it whenever I'm with you. [She takes a hesitant, shuddering breath.] I know it... it takes time. It'll take time for me, too. But we'll get there together. Until we both can we believe it. [Her thumb brushes another few tears away, and she leans more against Lisa. Junna smiles at her, even more, as she looks into her eyes.]

No matter what. [Her voice gets quieter. There's a little fragility in her voice, now, and in her expression. But she still smiles at Lisa.] I'm... I'm lucky I have you, too. I don't know what I'd do, where I'd be, if I didn't.