[It takes every ounce of willpower Lisa can muster at the moment (which isn't a whole lot, mind) not to object when Junna says she's not messed up. She... she is, but that's not exactly at issue here - she won't get better if she doesn't work at it, so she lets it pass. And again at being perfect - but wait, that's. That's not what Junna said. She said she doesn't need her to be perfect....... that. That she can. She can probably do. The rest is within her abilities, even like this. Even as a total mess, she makes an okay support.

So Lisa takes a long, slow breath, letting it out softly. It still sounds rough, but maybe not as rough as she's sounded for the last five minutes. Her words are slower, though.]

Mm. You... know just about all of it, now, huh? I feel like that should terrify me. But... I think I'm okay? I trust you. I've trusted you... for a long time. So I can put my heart in your hands. [She smiles; it's faint, but it's something.] We... we can do this. Together. [Another breath, before her smile widens.] And... thank you, for hearing me out. I know this hasn't been easy. For either of us.