...that's... [It stings a little to have Lisa really hit the nail on the head. But, she thinks, she should get used to that. They know each other too well, now, and that means sometimes they'll see something the other didn't. Losing the forest for the trees, or whatever the saying is English. Junna smiles back, even if it's strained. It's not unkind, either, and her fingers squeeze Lisa's.] It can't. And I... I do. Sometimes I find a problem, because I really want a solution, and I'll pick the one I think I do have.

[She blinks her eyes -- and then she exhales with relief. She realizes, though: it was the real Hibiki that she fought. Her Disturbance made illusions, so they would fight each other. Junna isn't sure what it says about her.]

I'm... [The apology slips out, despite her best efforts.] ...I'm sorry, Lisa. I-I know it's... it's what we talked about, but... I'm sorry you were hurt so badly by something that my brain helped cook up. I don't-- [Then Junna's fingers slide through Lisa's, squeezing her hand, palm to palm. As if to say, 'I can touch you in a way that doesn't hurt.' And to say, again, 'I'm so sorry.'

Her voice gets quiet. There's a little tremble to it.] ...I don't ever want to hurt you.